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To weep invites
rocking away pain...
To live, love
without reserves
feels bottomless...
A well not yet
empty nor full...
This demonstrable
numbness is clearly
unrecognized through
milestones or shortcomings...
Even in the midst
of this wreckage,
laughter might
restore me to
my sanity...
This was recently written after being unexpectdly seperated from my beloved job. I am still
in a state of shock so if this piece does not make sense to anybody else... Trust me, it
makes all the sense in the world in my current state of mind.
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