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Apr 11
Sometimes this place is too much
Sometimes, it's me that's too much
The frantic frenetic overwhelms
With all I want to do
Sitting quietly waiting
My life is two disparate sides
Fast paced immediate
Slow and silent
One day it will be okay
Today was okay though
Sometimes, I'm okay too

Written by
Cindra Carr
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