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The desire that I had in my mind was something that I had not expected;

to bury its neck so deep;

to make its home so welcome;

to lay its egg so sweet;

to haunt me in my dreams; and cut me down from beneath;

until I discovered its purpose,

did I learn how to control it, and never let it go.

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Mar 13, 2010
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Joel Chico 2010.

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