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Why do we keep going? Fumbling around with reasons and excuses. Demanding for issues to get resolved. Lately, problematic days turn into weeks. Your park benches never get warmer like they used too. The snow forever falls, sweeping into your hollow life. Blame the elements. When the pile reaches your chin. And this time you deliberately forgot. You should expect a flood to come. Don’t pretend to choke on your own regret.

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