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The Things, I Hide From, Myself
I'm being frozen
by the bubbling fears
and the hissing emptiness
Like rubber balls
pushed into the water
they keep coming up
faster & stronger every time
I sense the threads of life
fluttering behind me
trying to cling to
any source filled with
the mysterious energy called hope
I count every moment passing
up until the very end
waiting to see the sun
like a blind man
craving to see the light
even for a single second
poem
by
Pamuditha Zen Anjana
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