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Rag Doll


Broken fragile eyes

I fear for our generation

Cries and dark places never felt so familiar 

Nothing feels better than hiding these days 

It's time to change 

Make mental health more aware 

It's okay to feel this way 

And every flower will bloom 

Bloom loud, bloom quiet, bloom lively 

Just bloom. 

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SummerMehta
<p>I wrote this poem that describes our generation. Even though we are alert about different mental health issues, we can always make it more aware and tell people it&#39;s okay to not be okay. Don&#39;t be ashamed or embarassed that you feel this way. Help is closer than you think.&nbsp;</p>

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