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Melancholy binds together.

Like a threaded needle to
mend a tear.

Speak in chills of
insecurities and insanities.
I will listen intently
and weigh it objectively.

Melancholy provides cover.

To everything I think
but refuse to say.

Someone says it for me
I close my eyes
and sleep soundly.

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