Clench your fist;
neither so you could punch a wall out of anger with it,
nor restrain all your love and fondness into it.
But clench your fist,
so you could see for yourself
that emotions are mere shenanigans stuffed into something
as small as your balled hands,
just a small fraction from the rest of yourself.
Mind over heart, darling, please.

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