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Submitted to Contest #5
I’m not sure when it started; the despair. I guess it had been the slow-building kind, filling in the pit of my stomach until it was overflowing and making me sick. Getting out of bed for a job I didn’t care for had never made things easy, but this feeling was something else. A marked solemnity each time I woke. I couldn’t seem to remember how to be happy. I laid there quietly, trying to keep out the day. All I wanted to do was sleep. I imagined myself heaving dirt over and over, the sound of earthy clumps landing with a heft over my grave. ...
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