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Days pass
but the silence doesnt break,
what was once a fast life
is now nothing but a monotone,
far away from people
to exist in solitude.
Perhaps if I had spent time
In building relationships,
I wouldn't have been in a ward
at the hands of caretakers
trying to remind me
of who I once was.
Maybe that's why days pass
and my mind grows weary in silence,
for melancholy was not my life
and yet my life was now
melancholic.
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