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A mass of whirring troubles dizzied up my space 

to think, to be,  to feel.. 

Clawing at my nerves spitting fears at me 

the only one who can fix it 

is me one breath at a time 

one momentous  battle a space 

crawlinto into a better place 

i will get there

out of this distracted state 

And back to A More cope-able one, not before 

going at least a little insane 

more whirring, buzzing, snaps, crackles and pops, 

In the melting pot 

nothing ventured 

nothing pained 

But I now this 

nothing stays the same.

However, it's all the same...