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Denise G Sep 2015
I now lay defeated.
Torn from the very thing
I worked endlessly to achieve.
And all that remains
is me.
Emptied of all sensation, hope and desire
I get to relax inside my own skin.
Until the next big thing comes along
pulling me back
into the tensions of the day.

— The End —