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Who am I inside this shell?

Confusion sparks a living hell

Four of me, what’s the chance

I’m stuck inside a circumstance

Not quite sure what happens next

So much of me is so complex

Ready to run from a turbulent past

Stopping and standing, brave and steadfast

Falling to my knees, head in my hand

Seeking the answers I don’t understand

Hoping to find how to rid this unrest

Conquering the disturbance is now my life’s quest


Writing Prompt – Temporary Turmoil – Day 24/30

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