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Even Here
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Personal (Melancholy) I am haunted
by the ghost of my past.
Or maybe this is the afterlife.
Because my life is hell
and tomorrow looks like yesterday.
This existence
is not at all what I expected.
I sleep through the morning
because dreams are better than reality.
I hide in my room
too fearful to face the world.
But love will find me even here.
