So I sit here in this fundamental denial of the self. I am angry, but I sit here calm. I am hungry, but I quiet my stomach. I am sad, but the corners of my mouth are upturned and my eyes light. I love you, but I am cold. I'm curled about you, but I am distant. You are my family and yet I am prodigal
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