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The space between ok and not ok looms A dark foreboding space Flitting between the two I know not what to do My heart aches with not ok I want it all to be different So different To the reality I see before me My heart breaks For myself For the love I wish I had I’m not ok with being bullied I’m not ok that I didn’t stand up I’m not ok that I lost what I loved The loss, if contemplated Reveals the cavernous space of my heart The tears pour from my eyeballs spontaneous and inc