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Nov 2016
this
problem,
my worry
dissipating,
Dissolving,
It's scattering.
And Shrinking.
blurring from what,
once was evident until
the burden begins to lessen so.
This worry of mine is slowly morphing,
transforming,
Transcending the boundary that once was
And now we'll just have to wait and see.
To find out what comes next.
AnnaMarie Jenema
Written by
AnnaMarie Jenema  F/USA
(F/USA)   
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