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Aug 2012
Sometimes too many bad things hit at once
My eyes stay open, but see nothing
The world goes by in muted colors and noises
Not quite sure I am where I am
Staying steady becomes the priority
No time to let go into grief or even anger
that would let my guard down
put my focus inside
right now, I can only think about
what is happening outside
make vague calculations about
how much it will hurt
later
Zulu Samperfas
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