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Sat In Silence

I'm sitting under a tree,

On a bench,

With air hugging me,

And everything feels calm on the outside,

But the insides are such a mess,

And every effort to fix one thing,

Leads to complications of something else,

Then nothing is fixed,

And everything is a work in progress,

Maybe this is exactly what life is,

I'm not sure I entirely like it.

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