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Recovery

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The big questions

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The big questions

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Underwater slow motion
I’m dreaming of the weekend, Wondering if I’ll get to sleep in, or do a thousand things instead. My soul is a lead balloon dragging me down, in to the still channels Where the fish float by Examining me with their large, unbelieving eyes. Confused to see the surface dweller Within their midst. I shake…
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Tautology Of life

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Life’s little moments

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Goodnights

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Prayer for a tired spirit

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Heartache and hope

I watched my children more closely tonight. It had been a normal day, Maybe better than most. They were happy, and decently mannered. The fights were minor and short. They gave me hugs and kisses Even brushed their teeth and got pyjamas on without complaint. But I held them a little tighter Kissed them a…
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Visitor in the night
