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What’s Missing


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You’ve been seething since Sunday
Great globs of sweat trickling down your brow
Erupting like a newly formed volcano
Ash spewing straight down

Can you control it, or
Does it live in the center of your heart
Never wanting to be found
Lying dormant for moments at a time




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