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Poem 42: A Statement

Updated: Feb 16, 2023

I am an artist.

Four words combined

That felt like a belch

Building in my chest

For decades.

Moving slowly into my throat,

Burning painfully;

Acidic and turbulent,

Until I typed it.

Releasing with it torrents

Of swiftly moving energy

Transforming fear into

Currents of love.

I am not afraid.

I am an artist.

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