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There Will Be More
there will be more things
coming inside me
staying there
and day by day i carry more weight
perhaps something
that i can no longer carry
the furies of the uncertain world
they come too
inside my brain
there is no more love that my heart can carry
i will have some ankles broken
and i may be compelled
to kneel before them
there will be more loads to carry
do not think
that i am unbreakable
beyond the limit you will see me vomit
you may even see me
dissipate into air
with no telltales
of who i am and what i have finally become
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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