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Oh but i do feel something. I just am not sure of it, of how to describe it, something deep down that resides in places where we dont like to talk about. To much is happening, yet i am forced my circumstances to stand perfectly still. too much, the Marines, life. too much.

A thunderstorm brewing ...
A sort of quiet fury ...
A gentle rage ...

Anger at the world for putting me / us in this situation
Stuck between what I want, the very best,
and what is mediocre but availabe in absolute adundance.

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