To coup one's feelings.
Requires much strength, precision, and patience.
Much of which,
I've somewhat learned to
master over the years,
but now and again,
I just wish to be human.
My humanity grounds me,
and the loss of control,
wildness of emotions,
makes me real.
I am real,
not just pile of empty.
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