Emotional exhaustion
Suffered sunburns and freckles, once shielded but now perforated as a net, lame as a duck and backward as a fool. I'm tired of waiting the sun rises and sets, I'm still waiting for rain. all had hid beneath their shades the sun rises and sets again. why does everything seem the same, I should be timefaced but chance had drifted away. I've grown beyond elasticity, when will rain come?
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