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Depression: Us Unto Self

Clean the cupboards
Clean the floors
Clean the surfaces
Clean the boards

Old school scalding
A pinch of bleach
Clean my love
Clean sanctuary

Clean the tub
Where old skin meet
With new sun rising
So
Clean where you sleep

Where old struggles delve

New
Adventures dwell

Clean cobwebbed
Spaces

Overwhelmed

Tumbleweeds

Venture
Nowhere
You see

So
Clean this space
Your sanctuary.
Written by jenny_is_hungry
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If you cannot find heaven, create your own vision upon this place -Me ;)
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