Won't actually die,
No matter how much you feel it's been snuffed,
You've just forgotten why,
You were able to find it, the first place,
Because you were yourself,
And if you can refind yourself, again,
You'll regain mental health.
First you must pretend your world's been erased,
Now try looking around,
The first things that your mind creates for you,
Are things to which you're bound.
Never lose those!
Among life's other things,
That grow fast, like grass, right under your nose,
Making steps forget the source of their spring.
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