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5/19: The Game

Resolution.
Hope stays hidden.
Maybe tomorrow.
Next week?
Tired of
Waiting.
But waiting
I must do.
Patience withers.
Next year?
Tired of looking
Over my
Shoulder.
No more cowering.
No more running away.
This just
Needs
To end.
Sick of a game
I never asked to play.
Move on.
I try to.

~Amanda

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