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lips curl into smiles the hand reaches around no feeling of time it's beading up on the window pushing out room for pain allowance to feel that tear and burn through dim afternoons lost in the confusion so we better race home vanilla cokes and warrior tournaments choking on lost words remembering traded breathes we have borrowed too many glances to turn back

say i feel relieved or satisfied just the opposite. i am crushed. only my goal is reached i know what i wanted to know i have understood all that has happened to me since january the nausea has not left me and i dont believe it will leave me so soon but no longer have to bare it is not anger or illness or a passing fit, it is.