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Poem

when you place a hand on your heart
or hear the buzzing in your ears
when your eyes shut still move
or the air escapes

what do you do?
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the landscape doesn’t talk to you
the sun doesn’t warm you
and the singing birds sound sad
and the water seems still

what do you wish for?
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it is within you
no matter where you go
or what you do
there is no escape

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photo by nick hidalgo

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