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Sep 9
I have this subtle "feeling' constantly,
or maybe its an ache or emotion,
that everything is going terribly,
and if it isn't, the it will be eventually,

I have the lingering pit in my stomach,
its trying to earn me,
telling me that its all going to plummet,
and there's a reminder every step I tread,
filling my head with the same reiterating dread,

some days I find comfort in this 'feeling',
it keeps me realistic,
but I don't want to keep concealing,
concealing and dealing this this useless perception,
I want to be optimistic, artistic,
not floating in this sense of fear and apprehension.

but remember its not all bad.
florence
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