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Sometimes I envision
myself tied up
so I have reason
to lash out

I have none.

No family dead
no crisis
unfolding, yet
there lies an
undercurrent
in my cream filled
life

am I crazy?

To want to fight
something
in order to prove
I am not soft.

I look inside, my
heart
for malice
and find

I have none.



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