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The Worried

The imprecation of worry
splinters off
in all directions

peanut shells
scattered and brittle
crunched beneath
footsteps

Parts of us
mashed into fine particles
that the wind can't carry

lodged like a sliver
requiring tweezers
we can't evade
what is with us.
Written by Tenderloin
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