Knowledge
In the deep chair
I pile more books than I can read
within I search for answers
to end disquiet
studying words
reassurance through repetition
I am strongly comforted
by the written wisdom of those
who suffered before me
had my joy
ended their lives
raised their children
lost their minds
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