We live in this era 
Where we spend most of the time 
Behind the Netflix screen & drown our sadness in another bottle of wine                                                                                                     
Enjoying sunset Through our camera    
Installing tinder & than Hoping for a match to find a connection                                                                                                                     
Filling our feeds with an amusing caption 
Hiding our imperfections with filters & photoshop                                                                                                                                             
& yet so broken 
Hoping to find a cure                                                                                                                                                                                                 
So dear you, come in 
Let’s live a little more realistic than before .
Let’s find old school love & spend more time with yourself.

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My Purpose

My Purpose

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Depression

Depression

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