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From todays prompt:

I string my words together

in hope of antedote for pain,

my blood boiling and bubbling

like poison through my veins.

Elementary reasoning

suggests more water should be sure

to dampen down the fire

while I hope to find a cure.

Vital to stay positive,

the weight dragging me down

somehow I’ll defy gravity

and turn my life around.

 

 

 

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