Pebbles of sweat
popcorns pop in my tummy
I’m not there yet
Twisting my hair
cotton balls clog up my lungs
I’m nearly there
Withered, fatigued
weights burden both legs, but
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Shah's Scribbles 
something so vulnerable, i see the young child twisting her hair
and the way a child also pops playfully into the not knowing
great images
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