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Three small letters...
adding up...
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As I look back on the winding road
with many a twist and turn...
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In her absence-
mouths gather round the...
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Getting a call from my Daughter's Oncologist-
My heart stopped beating...
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Between these lines, we come to write,
we shall not judge, the black and white...
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I can but dream, a place to flee
somewhere for once, I can be free...
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I saw the promise of
Spring dancing in your irises...
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The cold breeze
curled around her...
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The colour fades
from her cheeks...
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We all learned
to build bridges...
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There is no warmth nor light nor sound
as I lay here, trussed up and bound...
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Skin
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12 by Kitty Cat Lady
... and it was like my skin recognised you
my bones and brains just the vehicle to get my...