It took some years before I realised
The root cause of all my pains —
Inside my ribcage
Sitting slightly behind and to the left of the sternum
From the deep crevices of an organ
The size of my fist
Wrapped in layers and layers of tissue
All the pains emerged
Like soldiers marching into a battle
With sharp swords and spears
Flinging them at my chest
Till I break

BUON WEEK-END
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Happy Sunday, my friend!
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contraccambiato
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I didn’t know how to create an active link (ping back) to your work from mine. Thank you for writing.
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Ah WordPress can be a bit too much sometimes. I believe the option must be hidden under the three dots.
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Wonderful
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Thank you, Paula!
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Well written, brother.
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Yes. That’s where the pain is. Well written.
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Thank you, Sasha! 🌟
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Thanks for sharing this idea Frank.
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You’re always welcome! 😇
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So good, Frank
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Thank you, VJ!
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Welcome
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🙏🙏
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Very good imagery, Frank. Looking forward to subsequent posts. 🙏
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Thanks a lot, my friend! 🖐
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Good one, Frank!
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Thank you, Mia. I will be releasing the subsequent parts of this story throughout November. I hope you enjoy them as well!😇
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Looking forward to them, Frank!
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🌟🌟
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