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Copyright © Diane Chang Li-Ann

It swims, lurks
In the murky recesses of my mind
Then deadly, accurate
Bullets true into my consciousness.
They say that when the

      heart 
   is
        pierced, one

          feels
       no
             pain.
Nevertheless,
     a single tear
  (why is it not blood-red?)
                 falls.

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