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Aug 2017
But
     I watch myself shake.

I   am   anxious.
I   am   completely unaware of who
I   am.

I   am   anxious.

In those bright and early moments,
There is sunlight in our voices!

One way or another, I am anxious.
Quietly,
                 quivering,
                                      questioning:

I check in on my happiness.

(March2015)
The pursuit of oneself is noble.
EJT
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   Lior Gavra
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