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This is ruckus!
This is madness!
You’re a mess,
From your sadness,
You lost yourself!
But I doubt you ever had it in the first place,
Looking there and here and never looking where,
You came and went and stayed too long when you should have left,
Grasping at the fingertips that reached out,
Reached back,
And maybe your own were better,
Are better,
At keeping yourself whole.