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Sometimes I just want the world to stop.

Stop the carousel, I want to get off.

O Big Blue Marble, stop spinning, stop turning, stop making time march on… because sometimes I feel I cannot deal.

I need sometime to breathe.

Why must life still go on when I feel the world crumbling around my ears?

There is guilt that life, as mundane as it is, still goes on, plods along…  even though all I wanna do is curl up in a ball and forget my pain.

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