There Was a Deep Anguish I Was Born With
There was a deep anguish I was born with, or was it a gift?...
I cannot remember.
But I do know it is something that had always shared a room with me.
It is something that I share a room with myself
and myself alone.
And perhaps it is something I will always carry
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