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Nov 2020
Money Worries
The pressure cracks my bones
like a lofty barrel
Weighing a top my tormented back.

My rib cage once housed a humming bird
That half dead, plague ridden thing
flew away long ago.
#help #scared #trapped #money #pressure #sadness #panic #helpless #depressed
Written by
Amy
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     Keith Wilson, Brejesh Shan, Benzene, vb and Jeremy Stacy
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