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It doesn't show on my face

My hands don't shake

Even as I smile,

Deep inside I'm on fire

The knots are endless at my core

But the world will push you more and more

Until my throat closes,
until my stomach twists itself off,
until my eyes shut,
until I fully and completely give up

I smile through it all

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