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Feb 2013
My greatest fear is
my greatest passion.
The one thing that keeps
me up at night is
the thing I wake up early for.

The thing that hides in
the darkness of my
closet and keeps me
from tranquility
is the one thing that gives me peace.

The cold water that
claws at my heart and
at my sanity
can also hold me
in a soothing silk.

This fear of being
cold.
Of being
alone
or
unknown
can be too much.

This fear of
falling.
Of
pain
or
drowning
makes me terrified.

This soothing silk
that can hold me dearly
can choke me,
deprive me of air,
and leave me
cold --


alone.
Carsyn Smith
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Carsyn Smith  PA, USA
(PA, USA)   
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