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The Cycle

Living with it

By RJA Published 3 years ago 1 min read

Up the hill; I can do it. Go faster, higher, further.

Down, crash, burn, bed.

Up, the sky isn't the limit, it's just a step on the way to the universe.

Down, down, down; into the burning ring of fire.

Up, hypomania, hyper active, hyper focus.

Down, feeling blue; I just can't help me.

Help me.

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