kindness and all the things

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    Some days I am the sea
    I rage and flip into a day
    Into a daze
    And twist at nights into white sheets
    that cover me
    I feel exposed, alert
    and stagnant and dimly lit
    I feel embrace, the marrow of another
    (you understand)
    Barron on days too
    I am deep salt
    with fright and delight
    I am misunderstood
    An art form performing
    and oh how I long to be free
    to be outdoors
    To be among it all (and not at all)

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