A Sentence A Day, Prose, Writing

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“Tears started to cloud my vision, the creases in my smile began to lay flat; the scathingly morose succession of notes to Quasi una fantasia absorbed a little bit more of me with each key, and in that moment I realized that I, too, would one day take my own life, for I was not well.”

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