A benefit from my diversity
of worries (multi-faceted concerns):
the many help me duck a tendency
to concentrate on one until I’m ill.
As soon as focus hurts (or presently),
I shift attention to an other scene.
My younger kin provide variety,
and sometimes dire smite to smitten turns,
which feels by contrast like a gift to me.

(Magic 9)

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