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Nov 2021
The hours in the day
Seemed so few
Until I had to force myself
Not to fill them with your company

For when you were there
They drifted by so easily
And now they dawdle
As if mocking me in my loneliness

- p. winter
sad ***** writes dramatic words what else is new
Penelope Winter
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Penelope Winter
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