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Nov 2012
my mind is selfish,
my soul is not.
but my soul is weak,
consumed
by the immensity of my mind.
my self relinquished
to the battering thoughts
that traipse across my soul.
soldiers of the self,
that seize my body
in the vicious pincers
of my mind.
Written by
Allison Rose
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