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Poem: This is Fine


When you drop everything you are carrying
it seems to happen all at once,
a sudden slide to a disastrous fall,
broken things and mess

In reality it’s been sliding all along
& you just missed all the signs

You hold onto everything you own
your heart, your dreams
Not knowing that you
are like the dog in the meme

You drink your coffee, as you do every morning
while everything burns

This is fine, you say
This is fine
Not seeing the flames as it all burns around you

This is fine


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