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Oct 2020
I carry with me a Well
Not of bricks and mortar
But a deep emotional dwelling
That fills to the brim
And overflows
Sometimes with joy
Sometimes with laughter
And sometimes with pride
And out of nowhere, tears.
Such deep sorrow that I cannot contemplate
climbing out.
Samantha Guillaume
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Samantha Guillaume  F/Earth
(F/Earth)   
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     verus and A Slow Heyoka
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