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Feb 2021
Hope
Hope is a thing with feathers--
TOO many feathers.
That flutter and flap inside me,
Threatening to expose
My crippling fear
That things may just get better.
I'm scared to hope, and scared not to.
Written by
Aphasia  F
(F)   
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