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I am sad

I am weary

I feel constrained

I feel something looming

And something is always looming

I have laid on my back in the water before

Floating with my face just above the surface

Smiling, muscles sore

From the fun and games of it all

Yet fundamentally alone

At night I do not choose to dream

But dreams happen

Despair seems logical,

So I’ll indulge

How very clever

Cynicism makes me appear

But it does not give me friends

It does not give me cheer