The bruises she carried in her heart
were deeply worn like her steps
in her home
that helped her go up
while the other brought her down…
Continue reading at Forgotten Meadows
The bruises she carried in her heart
were deeply worn like her steps
in her home
that helped her go up
while the other brought her down…
Continue reading at Forgotten Meadows
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Thanks, Goff.
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Pleasure. Happy Monday.
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