Diagnosis: Depression
The clouds retain a degree of orange.The day retains a degree of promise.
A man with a hat makes his way
Down the street on crutches,
While I, unmarked, am still.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2011-08-13 at 13:54
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