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mama's projection of sadness
I'm skilled at dealing with pain,
It's been my lifelong bane.
Firsthand rejection's sting,
Secondhand, from mama's ring.

I try to release, not cling,
Avoid her fate, a life's wring.
Life charts its course, no tie to my desire,
Sometimes I fear joy, unsure how to acquire.

Happiness feels raw, unstable,
Unlike sadness, a more familiar fable.
Sadness is a staple, constant and able,
Unlike joy, fleeting and liable.
© Dezoastrowajyo