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Jun 2023
"take it day by day" they say,
but how can I do that when
some days are so beautiful,
with the sunshine upon my face
& the grass between my fingers.

but how can I do that when
some days the rug is pulled from under me,
with broken hands desperately reaching
& nothing to grab ahold of to steady me.

some days I drown and some days I swim,
but most days I just want to stay in.
Written by
L  27/F/Boston
(27/F/Boston)   
106
   Gideon
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