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My one-line entry earlier became a poem.

Current Status
by Christopher Walsh, 2/10/2017

I probably miss you.
The chances, accumulated, of
Me missing someone
Are high.
Connections not maintained; invites declined; talks un-talked; messages not sent:
This all adds to what may as well be
A cocoon,
Or a shield, deployed haphazardly and with holes and
Pointed in a wrong, non-helpful direction.
Bear with me, because
I need to un-shield,
Removing blocks between me and the world
That keep me from reaching the world,
That keep me from reaching people,
That keep me
Missing you.