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Feb 2014
i feel sick to my stomach
at the thought
that i have put my mental stability
into the hands of someone else.

i feel sick to my stomach
at the thought
that i have put so much trust
into the hands of someone else.

i feel sick to my stomach
at the thought
that i can't go 14 hours without you

but i feel butterflies
at the thought
that i don't want to.
Rebecca Ashworth
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Rebecca Ashworth
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   --- and Wolfgang Blacke
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