A Way Out

Gather yourself don't

let your innards spill

onto the streets, into the cracks, the weeds

don't let it spoil your appetite, the fruits

keep track of the pain you overproduce

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Witness your illness and use all your cards

no escaping—stop avoiding what you want

balance play—it'll cost your labour

let it cost your labour and regain the time lost

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Count your blessings—no yearning, lost soul

it can't be found—observe the spaces between

don't fret, you'll breathe in your fill,

the air in your lungs like you've never felt

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A thoughtful gift time has sung

in spite of the search, the grinding halt,

lies before you, the answers you sought

the girl within,

the key: her love