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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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