THEY CALL IT DEPRESSION
I SEE A CHASMIC RAVINE
ERODING MY IDENTITY
A SHRIVELLING SPLIT; CHAOS UNSEEN

A GLORY OBSCENE
PAST FIGURINE, FADED SHEEN
OVERCOMING GAPS IN BETWEEN
CHARACTERS COLLIDE, BOUNDLESS EXTREMES
A STATIC DISORDER, AN ENIGMA FORESEEN.
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