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Pinch of Reality

Do your own will.. I tell myself

while pulling my aim

through invisible strings

I weave in peace

and breathe in deep

my mind's eye

drawn in remedy, and notion


A respite

as my palms reach toward a healing

for no one knows

the pain one is concealing


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