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eaten up by anxiety entirely
like a huge hunger wallowing
in my belly
when the shadow of my former me
at last
stopped chasing me
for good
unpredictable as a storm
on the go
it took a divergent shape as it ran
out from last week
calves don’t hurt anymore
the body still suspended, not slumped
like a suspension bridge over a river
on the same level without going further
all roads blocked, no way to go
through these games of life
definitely not for me, so I will shut it down
all my malfunctioning systems at once
and go in my own direction untainted
without proper recognition
in your books, boys!
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