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Dec 2020
The day of rest
interspersed with activity.
And tears.
I am sadly glad
that my heart can now process.
If I give myself this day
Can I be better tomorrow?

It’s comforting that
the love was true.
Unintentional, but true.
That the care is still there,
but the book can be closed.
Written by
Janna B  F/Australia
(F/Australia)   
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   Flatfielder
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