Clutch Dig

It was notes scribbled on crumpled paper

Personal, reaching to where a lonely arm slept

Accepted, understood, far from alone

Far from any spotlight or megaphone

Shaking nervously with fear

Finally able to raise a heavy head

Not everyone looks away for a different focus

It was entry after entry speaking

There, you found peace from the noise

A break from the encyclopedia of social media

A break from the drilling.

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