Alert The Clerk

I'd like to thank her for being an ear,
when I thought I just might lose it.
This place is like a home,
so my secrets ...
I just choose them.
I do not do well in confiding.
I must keep everyone in here smiling.
But something inside me broke,
when she asked if I was OK ...
And it is incredible to me how angels
tend to appear in mysterious ways.

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