the tarot cards

they say things will be good

the suns and the deaths

keep showing up

and my breath it cuts short

they say to hang on but

to let go of my addiction

to the one i ask for

the pressure of faith is insurmountable

in the middle of the night

when the fear is greater

i draw a fool

going nowhere in a circle

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