So it begins.

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THE GRIND

Unexpressed annoyance
At words
You never even try to form.
The senseless parts
Stirring inside
To propel a carnal need:
Cover up.
Embarrassment of a woman,
Grown but still broken.
Alibis of old transcripts
And screenplays.
This emotional burka is hot and heavy.
In all the wrong ways.
In all the wrong places.
Go
Try the shoes beside you.
It's just as hard as you think.
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