The trickling cracks of thunder, Arise in your veins. left to wonder, Just worry that remains. But you have to realize, This isn’t what defines me. The problem that lies, Can be solved with one simple key. You’re the flame, Not just the flicker. Your anxiety is thick, But your skin is much thicker. With a deep long breath, In the midst of that grey. Your mind can turn around, And all is back to May. The Weight of Watching Olivia Karp ’27 45
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