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Most days, she’s above it,
floating on hopes and dreams.
Yet others, she’s so far below,
drowning in doubts and fears,
she can’t remember the surface.
Beautiful darkness, comforting,
and deafening, numbing everything.
She’ll rise again, she always does,
finally breaking through to see,
the light again.

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