Ring the bells that still can ring. Forget your perfect offering. There is a crack, a crack in everything. That's how the light gets in.
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Depression Quotes
Poetry*Trigger warning* You don't know why you're exhausted? You're fighting a war inside your head everyday. If that is not exhausted I don't know what it is.
Bells
Ring the bells that still can ring. Forget your perfect offering. There is a crack, a crack in everything. That's how the light gets in.
