"we'll start over there, by the depression in the dirt--"
depression--
there's a reason they call it "a depression"--
it's a low spot, a low point, a place where the earth sinks into itself.
a depression?
we're stuck in "a depression",
our low point, a place where we sink into ourselves--
a depression.
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PoetryMy soul within rages like a sea--it crashes against this world like the waves ravage the shoreline.
