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Jan 2011
I am simultaneously locked, frozen and free.
I am under a magnifying glass despite, or rather since,
I’m huge. And I can be heard, learned from,
but most importantly, seen, from miles
away. Miles away until I sleep, while
everyone, but most importantly, that
one, can sleep until she’s pleased.

But I can’t sleep, and that rots
the brain. The heart, the senses,
I can feel it all. I can’t feel it
when I’m standing but when I’m
laying down- I can be it all.

I am not afraid of myself.
I am simultaneously locked, frozen…
but free?
Written by
Katie Jacobsen
508
   Genna Peterson
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