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letting down my guard
to reveal some nasty
little secrets

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Working My Tail Off
 

What does a day off feel like?

Even when I while away from working

it never really goes away.

my mind makes long lists

my muse is on vacation

why aren't I?

 

What does life feel like?

I am overwhelmed

with being overwhelmed

with things to do to make life picture perfect.

Been running for so long

I've aged and worn down my cells

to the bone

 

My head is lop sided with left brain thinking

my neck and shoulders are rock solid

my lung muscles won't relax

my jaws are tight from too many

bites and pulls

chasing the tail of success.

 

m-m

 

 
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