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Knot

I find myself with that 

Same knot which I have 

Grown all too comfortable with

You, too, have this knot 

I see it when you touch the lines in your face and lose

Yourself in the blind mirrored reflection

That has never looked like everyone else

Like yourself

We both have a knot

That pulls  

Us down into the earth by our throats

Choked to death by our thoughts

 
 
 

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