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Come Find Me

Come find me when the shouting has stopped

For invisible words can bruise like kicks cannot

Come find me when the rage subsides

For anger halts us from being dignified

Come find me when doubts are no more

For disbelief will eat at my core

Come find me when all is put to rest

For this world of ours is one revolving mess


But if you choose to seek me now

Don’t ask me when, or why, or how


I told you to come find me not at the

Beginning

Middle




But at



The End.





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