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Unable to eat
And searching for a cheat
While my mind is rapidly chugging
Towards the battle he’s fighting.

I don’t understand his sorrow
And I still won’t tomorrow.
His mind is the enemy,
A nemesis impossible to see.

In a panic, he turns to friends
But his heart isn’t prepped for easy mends.
While his heart is shattering

Mine is breaking.

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Author: Madi Uram

I'm just another young writer hoping to get noticed in the world of publication. The majority of my time is put into writing novels, but I'm no stranger to journalism, playwriting, and critical essay's, too. I'm also the author of "The Little Paragons" which can be found on Amazon.com.

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