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The complicated business
Of riding into the wind
Noticing my vulnerability
And the wildness of the world
All of my power
Exerted on a
Single point of failure.
Pawl finds its resistance
And we move forward
Or misses the point
And my world collapses
It's the missing
That hurts the most.
My head is full of ghosts
And the gulls that scream
On the edge of my dream
Crowd out my poem
With empty promises.

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