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Sad is fog, smothering, inescapable. Sad is wind, whistling through the trees. Sad is a moonless night. An empty house. A bullied child. Sad is that tree blown over in the night, finally relieved of the difficulty of standing. Sad is bitten nails. Cut wrists. Broken hearts. Sad is an echoed cry. A confession. An apology. A secret. Sad is a whisper. A final wish. A last word. Sad is the end.
