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Coral

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Copyright, Coral

I’ve been using my arm as a cuttingboard, dicing my problems into something I can swallow.
Cutting my pain into something I can see.
These represent those that lie on the inside.
I am only making this real to me so I can’t forget, for fear of falling from an even higher place.
I don’t know where I’m going.
I have no direction, as dangerous as that seems to me.

 

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