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Jun 2015
I bare a particular routine from time to time
when I think it's all over and nothing or no one can save me

Locked inside my space
I don't answer the phone
never return calls
and I certainly don't open the door

I hide inside, tuck my pride and swear to Goodness it's all in stride
A special relationship we share
my moods and I

A particular routine I bare
from time to time
Ellen Joy Wanjiru
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Ellen Joy Wanjiru  DC
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