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Frustration

It’s not as if
I’m anything much;
If I was,
The world would be complicated.
No, I’m just a reaching out.
And I’m scared.
Scared, all scared.
Hold me!
I’m frustrated of myself.
In fact, I don’t think anyone knows who

I am while being myself and frustrated.
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