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It

August 30, 2008

It sits in my belly, just below my ribs

nestled snugly against my spine

pushing in every direction

sending tendrils of tension up into my shoulders

wrapping around my throat.

It warns, but of what?

***

It’s come before.

Never warmly or with welcome,

but foreboding and ominous.

Dark.

I’m tempted to cry or cry out;

but I will not give in.

As it threatens to burst through my head, my heart, my life

I will breathe.

Breathe in goodness and balance

flexibility and strength.

Breathe in my own

comfort

and warmth

and welcome

and light.

And it will leave.

I am light.

I destroy darkness.

I win.

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