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Dec 2020
I find myself reaching
For branches and vines
That make up family ties
Only to discover
That they break
And they tangle
Offering no support
In the cold brew
Of night
But when the sun shines
They are sturdy and forgiving


That's not the kind of family
I want to hold onto.
In hard times, you think family will help you and have your back. And then those hard times come and you realize it was all for show.
Kelsey
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Kelsey  24/F/RI
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