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Jan 2018
I had to move
the tissues
closer to my bed

because I was
a dam that could
burst at any moment.

For weeks,
they were there
for me, close.

Today, I put
them back
on my desk

across the room.
It doesn't seem
like a feat,

but believe me,
it is.
I no longer cry.
...at the thought of you
Madeline Killeen
Written by
Madeline Killeen  25/F/Massachusetts
(25/F/Massachusetts)   
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