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This is poem about a poor boy named Johnny. Hope you enjoy!
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This poem communicates the feelings I, and anyone else, may have while struggling with depression.
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As I stood, I gazed at
the vast and empty city around me. It was not vacant of buildings, billboards,
cars, etc… But, people. There was n..
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It was late
December, right before Christmas-break, when I met him. Him, being Mr. Johnson.
Mr. Johnson was a tall and slender ol’ fellow..
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This poem is meant to capture the inner most feelings of myself and others while handling depression.
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