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02/27/18 at 10:48PM
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Poetry
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If I enjoy living,
please tell me why,
I fight depression.
When I am happy,
no other person is happier
but when I am sad,
how depressing.
I must be a paradox,
to my friends,
those that I have.
Moods make the
personality, but we
are not supposed to be
moody.
Perhaps, we are not
supposed to have moods
but be even tempered or
mechanical.
