Poem: It Calls Its Ache

It Calls Its Ache

into me,
again.  I should
find a way 
to heal it,
a way to be better.
I should find one.
It is not 
a thing 
I have looked for,
but I should look,
but I do not.
I am afraid
what can be found
will not be solutions
but only others,
not answers
only company
who offer pain
of their own.

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