MAPPING THE TERRITORY - ELEGY (7)
'I so rue the fact that I feel awful bad when I fight to ensure my own way.
'So desperate to please, I don't often speak out; and, I think what I'd never dare say.'
'And yet, dear child, you come across blunt. You seem to talk candid, albeit a front.'
'A clever facade; I speak fast and loose, but I never disclose that which gives me the blues.
'No.
'Tho' I never tell lies I keep the truth close. I rarely reveal what troubles me most.'
The Priestess massaged her pelvic bone. 'Not sure if it's cysts or a kidney stone,' she moaned.
'But, it's giving me gip, all the same.'
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