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03/2010 Joshua Abelow

They say it will
be sunny tomorrow.
I hope they are right.
I'm tired of the gloom.
Gloom this and gloom that.
I'm tired of it.
I'm tired of myself.
I'm tired of my mouth.
I'm tired of my nose.
I'm tired of my eyes.
I'm tired of my body.
I'm tired of the little black hairs that grow in places that I'm also tired of.
I need to take a deep breath and count to ten.
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That felt good.
But, I'm still tired of everything.