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I worry too much
I worry every moment
of every single day
about everything I do
and everything I say
I wish I was brave enough
to sometimes get it wrong
without fear of criticism
be confident and strong
For a moment I convince myself
no-one cares anyway
promptly returning to my worries
for the remainder of the day
Thursday 21st May 2020 11:30 am
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