It’s done.

The huge lump blocks my throat.
Perhaps even my heart, it coats.
The feeling of irritation must be erased,
Understanding should surface.

The thoughts transformed to speeches.
Lightening my burdens like kisses.
It’s done and I’ve said it all.
That is last and this is my call.

*Thoughts which are negative must be controlled. Thoughts which are positive must transform as truthful.

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