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The Couch

I feel quite content with life these days. Two homeless punks called anxiety and doubt used to sleep on my couch all day, filling the room with their trash and foul smell. As you can imagine, it was neither comfortable nor healthy of a place for my heart to live in. I have since kicked those pesky little bastards out of my house that is my mind. Now my heart has the couch all for himself. It is very comfy, too comfy even, to not share. And there is still enough space for another heart.

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