Dear Self
This will be my year.
I will get my rear in gear.
I get into this funk,
All I can do,
is try to remember what I learned.
But sometimes I forget,
when I am in a state of panic,
and feel a shaking in my legs,
a tightening in my chest.
All I can do,
is try to remember.
I get into a state of panic.
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