I was always sad,
and even saying that out loud,
or here,
it made me sad,
I felt sad(der) than usual,
and I knew I had no lightbulbs or fast thoughts,
or remedies,
and that hurt a little bit,
a lot even,
and I crawled back to silence,
because it had been my friend,
it had expected so little and given so much---
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