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Hard read, bro. Never ever judge a book by its page count 🤦🏻‍♀️

It is sadness. Not a sadness, but sadness. All of it. The whole history of sadness. Everything in me is sad and everything around me is a part of it. The cracked pavement, the moon, the abandoned cars, the gravity that holds them to the road. It is total. I am taken, or taken down. I drop to my knees. And then the feeling passes. Leaves me. I look for it. In the moon. In me. Nothing but a new sense of the same empty.