A sudden panic of the unknown;
Yet I know I have living angels—
Pure souls that keep me grounded.
Their arm about me entwine;
Devour them with zingy kisses;
Before my walls crumble and break my spine.
“Non nobis solum nati sumus.”
(Not for ourselves alone are we born)
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