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a sorrowful song

by annamfreshour

I think its so easy to forget those moments where we can just sit and laugh and cry as we have the hard day fly right on by. we pretend that its simple when really it not, sometimes its just easier to forget and move on. But we cant lose ourselves in our moments of peace. Our moments of ease. Struggles on bumpy roads and no where to call home. Sitting here in my lap are the moments that I've lost too nothing.
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annamfreshour
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Nov 15, 2019
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