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44 lines
794 B
Markdown
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title: Delight
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week: 12
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date: 2024-03-25
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Skin turned callus\
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Shocking how very thin\
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Protecting what within\
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Safe from malice
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Callus turned scab\
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I say it's just a cloak\
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An eggs shell to my yolk\
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rough as stone slab
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Scab turned to scar\
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Am I changed, or left raw\
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What verdict should I draw\
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Thoughts so bizarre
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Scar turned putrid\
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Left so unattended\
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No longer defended\
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Efforts mooted
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my blankets of comfort,\
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me of home and of world\
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made sense once before,\
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now all come unfurled
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at home, I was me,\
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proud, strong and hiding\
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awaiting being found,\
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scared, time was biding
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in the world untrue,\
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they don't all need to know\
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how much can I keep in,\
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at identity's plateau?
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all fades away one day,\
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who am I, in truth?\
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wrapped up in this parcel,\
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the bane of tender youth
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