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Jan 2016
I'm lost in search of comfort
I'm tired of looking and being tense
Can someone put in effort?
All this longing doesn't make much sense

All I want is relinquished fear
My cries are on the inside
How could I ever expect anyone to hear?
My wounds and words coincide

And I would never want to burden you with my words
So walk away and stay never
My thoughts are the worst instructions I've ever heard
Just take the high road and avoid this deep river
Ovid
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Ovid  Virginia
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