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Crashing

April 28, 2008

Crises momentarily controlled,

exhaustion hits

like a heavyweight champ,

precision damage leaving

my world spinning,

falling physically, mind

still muddling along,

jabbing at answers

and gnawing remains

of situation left bare

months back, until finally

the noise shrinks

enough to let go,

at least for a moment,

though I hope for two.

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