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Jun 2013
too often, i think too much
about theology
relationships
finances
the future
health
the torrent of anxieties
ferociously grows inside of me
under my heart
in-between my ribs
and im driven into recluse

too often, i think too much
and forget
the remedy
is right in front of me
i just have to open the blinds
and watch the sunset
that big burning star
scarring the clouds blood red
and mahogany orange
burns inside me

and the torrent subsides.
Jefferey Aaron Wade Williams
Written by
Jefferey Aaron Wade Williams  Edmonton
(Edmonton)   
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