Two poets walk down the road,
A man and a woman keenly observing the path...
"What is depression?" she asked.
"Black holes of the inner universe," he said.
"You mean..." she paused and looked at him.
"When we lose our way and realize we don't know," she said.
"We have?" he asked.








amanda
Hope she is fine. I suffer a bit of depression, not to the level of medicines though. Bless all. 


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