At some point, even the greatest misery begins to fade. Life, or what passes for life, plods on in it's own unending weary footsteps, and somehow we plod along with it, if we stay lucky.
My life has become a dismal sigh fettered by pangs of grief and anguished weeping.
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My life has become a dismal sigh fettered by pangs of grief and anguished weeping.
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