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2012 January 23
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by constantia

WHILE I was fearing it, it came,
But came with less of fear,
Because that fearing it so long
Had almost made it dear.

I’ve been very stressed for a very long time, and it has become increasingly untenable. Maybe more yoga is in order?

from → Babbling, Poetry

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