One In A Million

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I make it my life’s work
To feel
I make it hard to live
In denial
But sometimes the pain is more
Than this slight mortality can bear
Sometimes I don’t want
To feel
I don’t want to know
Sometimes I only want to close
My eyes and sleep
But then
I’d only wake up again
The world that much worse
For my having turned away.


(Previously published in The Breath E-Zine, Sept.2003)

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