You have grown silent.
You are not moving. 

I breathe.
I am no longer chained by contrails.

You are momentarily anxious.
I am momentarily free.

Your kin is suffering.
You started this. I know that you know.
But your anxiety has not rendered you incapable.
You care. You care about your families, your friends, your kin.
You act, to help them. You reach out,
Those of you who can.

You compromise.

I am also suffering.
You started that too. But that you refuse to know.
You have not compromised for me. 


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