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Poem about waking up depressed, but washing a face, and continuing to fight.

Medicines for life

Img_0971by Kristy Rulebreaker12 Jun 2016

Today I want
to die in my sleep
Instead I am
washing my face
My legs are shaking
but I am putting
on my clothes
and walking
There is
a mountain calling
Come, Kristy come
My trails
are medicines
for your life