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Friday, March 1, 2019

Quiet

Can you sit a while with that uncertainty

that silence



the fear

Hear nothing and sweat
while your doubts, your fears, the chaos, the clamor
all rise in your chest with a rising of panic and irrationality
your mind is a buzz, your stomach feels queer

Everything

every niggling doubt

begs for your attention

is it alright? am I OK? have I messed up?

all you hear is silence



silence



fear

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