At some point,
life seemed to be overwhelmed by everything
drab and lifeless,
every single juice had been squeezed out of it
no drug would cure it
the days lasted a lifetime
the songs that were a lifeline
took off for the hills
there was nothing
earth became empty and desolate
as though waiting for god to breathe life into it
it wasn't so.
It is still drab, desolate and barren
but the songs are nice again.
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