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Jan 2014
At moments, I fear I am a sociopath.

Do I only feel shame, love, guilt,
Empathy, when buried there at the root
Is myself?

Does this fear itself absolve me of suspicion?
Doubtful.

****.

I have such icy innards.
Abigail
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