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Sep 2016
the fantastic phantasm
of a troubled mind
can haunt away
the delightful shine
emanating from
your glowing chi
until you're numb
'til it's hard to breathe



s.q.




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sometimes I’m so happy, confident, full of purpose.  sometimes i’m so lost; i let the despair just suffocate me.  I don’t know what to do with myself.
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