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Jul 2014
I worry too much
I think too much
About things
I cannot change.
A woman’s mind,
For one,
Can’t be changed.
She is.
She will be.
I can only accept
Or leave.
If I accept
Then no worry;
If I leave,
Then I’m gone.
I repeat--
I worry too much.
But not anymore.
It feels good;
A weight has been lifted,
It was so easy.
Maybe too easy.
Now I’m worried.
AlanK
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