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Vulnerability Sitting inside a room of my demise sympathetic eyes penetrate my confidence. My skin swarm with insects Crawling locusts of uncertainty cloud my unattainable sky. vulnerability- I hide behind the faces of dead presidents residing on bits of combustible paper. Watching my future burn I embrace the arsonists scattering ashes inside the shifting wind blowing between us. I am vulnerable- Difficult weather Looms on the horizon. Lost illusions mass confusion swirl in low pressure. A massive system pirouetting by an astonished audience All are vulnerable- |
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