Guilt falls to my shoulders by Life's a Beach

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Jan 2015

Like freshly shorn hair
Swathes tumbling freely
Empty despair
and shock at silent grieving

Old self leaving
Cleaving of new

Empty and Ready
Filled with true
*Expectancy

#new #hair

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