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break yourself to open

return, to the crime scene—

the clarity is muddled 

it sacrifices itself in the palms of my eyes,

with sugar and bitters and sustained retrieval

I am left out in the universe

to endure and imbibe from the wounds

that seep simultaneously

with excuses

frozen, 

untouched

atoned

I am a lamb/

soft-hearted

elegant

gentle

tolerant

surrendered

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