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We all had them...

It gnaws and mauls tirelessly, At the peace you so diligently fostered, Relentlessly it continues until feelings become prisons, Be ..

Look deeper...

The enticing aroma of the Merlot wafts up from the glass goblet in my hand, ushering my troubling thoughts of the day to a faraway place. My legs ..

I'll never commit...

I just woke up...

Lose yourself in fantasy...

The above is a glimpse into a singular night many, many moons ago when juvenility was still my boss...

My mental fencing ensues, Much later than the actual fight, Each verbal jab precise and piercing, The cradling coffee in my hand, My o..