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Apr 2021
Memory serves well,
A movie reel of clarity.
Loud and clear,
Subtitles playing.
I move.
You flinch.
My sickness,
Your burden.
Stress induced steps,
Pave the path of malaise.
My intent to ease,
Conducts discomfort.
And the questions.
Oh the questions
Probing my soul,
Triggering affliction.
Lacey Meadows
Written by
Lacey Meadows  30/F/Tempe
(30/F/Tempe)   
72
   kevin wright
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