Into the deep

This is deep poetry on the way down in a pit
But keep it up because it is my kind of medicine
While others use other crap
It’s a world I escape to
And even if it annoys some people
But you know that I don’t care about it
Everything is about to feel good
The very few days a year by life time
I don’t believe in stress, but it seems always so

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