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Nov 2012
We shall go beyond anything you’ve ever seen,
we will gleam in the darkest of nights,
that one light that says, “It’s ok,
breathe easy now, no need to frown,
see we’ve captured what the down is,
with no intention to let it leave,
just let it be,
and muster within itself,
and trap it, lest it move
into the vortex of your brain
only to give birth to a baby
which it will call pain.”

Wouldn’t it be nice, in reality,  if it all went away?
Tina Fish
Written by
Tina Fish  NYC
(NYC)   
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   Timothy and Sammi
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