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Disquietude
A realm of unease I have unleashed Perhaps not upon you, but within this mind...
Churning, disquiet sea Quivers disharmoniously Shaking me through; I am driven to find...
The reason I offend Why did I not bend? Breaking myself, neither sparing nor allowing your trust...
Pushed away, one who Might have been true Believed the worst, thus glaring sordidly - I've ruined "us"...
KECline / 032196
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