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Feb 2019
we pour our souls and feelings out on paper
just to see if someone else will understand
a cry for help
a shared experience
trying to find the words to express the pain
the happiness
the confusion
It is like home on a rainy day
it is like rubbing ice on your skin on a hot day
what would life be without it?
a wordless mess.
:)
Jane Doe
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   Fawn and Perry
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