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Black Dump River

My mind is like the black dump river. Someone will come and confide things. Their pain, frustration, disappointment, all the bitter things. Their story will form itself into a bubble, then I drop it unconsciously into this dump river. 
Voila, they vanish.
Take the pain away.
Their eyes glisten with relief, while my heart reflect their already-ended pain covered in smile.

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