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Sep 20
It was me.
I thought it was you who helped me find my light again
I thought it was you, the reason for my joy
I thought it was you who held me up when my legs wouldn’t walk another step.
But it wasn’t.
It was the innermost me
She gave me light
and joy
and strength.
How naive I was to think that you could be those things for me.
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