In the depths of despair they perform the only actions they feel are left to them. Slitting their wrists, taking the pills they have so diligently saved up for this day, or some other act that can bring it all crashing down. They clip their own wings hoping to plummet to the depths of the earth, where in death they will find rest. They tell me
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Very well written.
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Thank you.
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Great entry!
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I am sure you are appreciated more than you know.
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Keep doing what you do. You may not always realize it, but to someone, you are the light at the end of a really dark tunnel.
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