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Jul 2019
that I was responsible
for his sleeping with me
that I would destroy
all his patient’s lives
he left me
with so much guilt
I’ve the nightmares/the shrills
the unanswered silences
for the dead it’s over –
but the living still
must go on if they will
but some don’t
some take it to bed
but never lay it to rest
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
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     ---, Aslam M, S Olson, Joy and TSPoetry
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