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She (Part Four)

She held her breath To keep the fire alight, let it grow But it grew — it consumed — And she didn’t even know. She was charmed by the light, and ignored the catchfire, Tried to warm her hands in the heat of desire. Now this breath she releases —

She, Part Three

She is used to feeling this: Happiness is a faster heartbeat, picking up speed To match the rhythm of her anxiety– Acceptance at this irony: That is what it means to be happy. She thinks she has it all figured out, All she has to do is match the rhythm


She still forgets her keys on the counter, and she still tends to rush out the door to work without having made lunch. But she loves her job, and she loves her friends, and though she wishes she had more time for the things she loves to do, she still

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