Thinking about
How I learn
And my insecurities
I remember the tasks
And craft
I have mastered in the past
And the ache awakes
Drawing my attention to that
Which is always there
Throbbing, swollen and hot
Bone deep
Noise that your brain
Can filter out
But only sometimes.
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