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Dec 2021
Leave my calm,
don’t bother me today,
too high strung …
No time for play.

Torrid work demands,
responding to call,
why choose this…
to secure a fall?

Expectation press,
don’t let them down,
dreams elude,
Salience unfound.

To know,
reasons why what’s done,
flowing through life,
struck by no fun.
Written by
Damien
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