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Despair

She was dragging low, the arms losing all tension,
A slack expression,
A hanging head,
A pained expression
Weakly throwing one's hand up in the air

Slumping where one stands and sits
Taking shallow yet audible breaths
Hair that hangs in one's face
Oh, what despair must one go through?

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