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My Frame


I can feel the heat beating down on my face

I can hear the sound of the monotonous waves

Both are pounding the rhythm of lonliness

I desperately hold onto my frame which sustains me

My only piece of sanity 

This frame holds memories and moments that illustrate my life

Instances of strength overcoming strife 

Loved ones encouraging me to embrace my sense of self

Forsakenly gazing at this picture flodded with feelings of wealth

I know I will withstand if I hold onto my frame

My irrefutable frame of mind 

 

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