Unclenched

Unclench your jaw—

Let go

And be at ease.

The world is already so tough

You don’t need to please.

 

Drop down your shoulders

And put down your bags.

The midnight train is coming

Now you may rest.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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