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Mar 2019
I have to
        love
     whatever
       is left
     of myself
    and find it
        in me
       to start
       all over
         again
          and
       it hurts
      the  way
       it hurts
       because
       I don't
       know a
        softer
        way to
         bleed.
                                                                                              Jon York   2019
Jon York
Written by
Jon York  Arma, Kansas
(Arma, Kansas)   
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       ---, --- and Weeping willow
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