Where anger immediately grasps you who are not,
Then vigorously mutes the peace.
I never meant to practice my impatience;
I never meant to run away.
But the pain seems impressible.
I took upon my irascibility and ran into more darkness.
Seemed to feel right at the time.
I tried to pierce the darkness that surrounded me.
Then the noise was pursued by a bursting scream.
Seems that darkness was not the only thing this anger captured.
I didn't mean to be impressible.
I hope you're keeping this stuff for our book when you get back.
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