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Jan 2021
There was silence there,
papered over with effort.
I think you have a
person-sized hole
in your life
to fill.
I have a person-sized wound
to overcome.
It won’t be overcome
by a silence,
papered over with effort.
Written by
Janna B  F/Australia
(F/Australia)   
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