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Everyone has questions. Hidden, shouted, denied and asked politely. I have so many answers they are pouring out quicker than I can gather them, my words are far off from my thoughts...too much passion and a loss of serenity. My mind is reeling, so fervent to answer I forget to let the love slip out with opinions, so desperate to help I trip over philosophies and evidence and splatter confusion and hurt everywhere. My temperament turns my words cold, transforms worry to sarcasm, freezes my love and traps it in my throat. I need to embody strength and kindness, I need to balance myself to heal those I love.