The day began with vague fear
quacking fear
shady, gray fear
unnamable
old, fear.
The day unfolded with misfortune
not personal
not dire
but tinged with fuel
for fear
I clutched calm.
That is there, always
in the center
waiting for me
to remember it
dive into it.
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