Worries
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Laying on my back
My back begins to warm
The soft cushion of the bed
I have no plans
Only worries
I remember an ivory bear
With a turquoise arrowhead tied to it’s back
That I used to keep in a hidden wooden box
Where I used to keep my worries
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