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I can only make for myself the life I create

The pain I harbor follows me like a steel knife

And my feelings punish me for having emotions

If I cease them, they fail to breathe and let lie

I try to hope for tranquility

But hope doesn’t pursue truth

Truth hurts but sets me free

My wordle image from a document of poetry and shorts over the last 2 years

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