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on fortitude
aug 2020
The world came to stand
broadly on my doorstep,
shook growing pains into
the joints of my soul.
I held up my hands
and cradled its face.
"All I've got to give
is my best effort. Tap into
this tenderised heart -
tell me, tell me..."
It told me nothing,
but let me hold it.
The silence settled
and I felt it was enough.
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