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The Wishing Well

The Wishing Well

There's a voice inside my head who knows better than I do.
It's probably chemical.

It's hard to comprehend a racing mind, headed towards self destruction.
Is it nihilism, to accept, my death is a permanent darkness?

There's no heavenly gates to open.
Hold onto life.
We're falling down the wishing well.

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