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I may be rash
I may be raw
But I must give voice
To these words
I have held them in
For far too long
My aching fingers
Worn to the bone
But now my insides
Are clogged with hot oil
And I must release it
Before I boil
So I let the words out
In a terrible torrent
And at last I feel peace
In the pit of my stomach
Dawn & Dusk 
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