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Oct 2018
Yesterday I was full with pain
I could not explain
How I was feeling
But today with energy put to play
I can rearrange my thoughts

Move the chairs and table
Look beyond the unwashed cups
Un isolate my self
And talk
And rearrange my thoughts

talk to you
Like I used to do
Throw ideas into the air
Let them land where I stand
Some will fall and some are caught
Written by
Joanna Martin
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