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Wednesday, January 05, 2005

in the depths of my whole being
shouts of rage arise

rage against things
rage against people
rage against events
but the loudest among them
rage against my own self

speak up! stand up! fight!

but the shouts grow louder
seeping out
threatening to break free
the facade slowly crumbling

i ask for silence
cool waters of endless tranquility
let the mask be washed away
leave me naked but free

be still.

know.

"I AM".

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