My body
Moved to the door without my consent
and slid it closed behind my back.
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Even she is trying to save me from myself.
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Later, I sit on the step of the greenhouse and feel every emotion
I’ve ever had flood through me.
How can I turn off my thoughts?
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Like a wave of sand, I am
Pelted with every thought, every worry of him.
I shatter.
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