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Submitted:Jul 31, 2007 Reads: 112 Comments: 5 Likes: 0
I quiet the panic
as I am easily taken
by my realizations
of what is
and words elude me
as I reach further
in to know
what lies beneath
my deteriorating skin
the branches of my heart
are pruned and awake
readying and willing
for spurts of growth
out of pain
this must be taken
all that I want
to let go
arms stretched
and waiting
embracing destiny
as it has become
my only
company
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