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The counselor told me to just be happy, 

But instead I just feel really crappy.

My smile faded into a frown,

Lately, everything has been making me feel down.

I think about ending everything and not having a trouble,

But then my family and friends would be caught in the rubble.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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