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Feb 2010
Distractions.
Momentarily take me
away from this pain.
I don't want to face it
any more.

Take me away.
Make me forget.
The swelling goes down
only to flare up again
when I return
to reality.

Distractions.
We know what happens
when we come back
to earth.
We know the pain
will return.
What is the point,
then?

What do we gain?
We are only
fooling ourselves.
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