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Jan 20
there is anger in me and I have smothered it for so long.
not anger about anything, just build up that, out of the concern of those it may affect, I have quieted and tucked away. But it is making me sick and I feel it inside of me, and I don't want to hold onto it anymore, but I don't know how to let it go.

I suppose I must confront it.
Grace
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Grace  F/Voie Des Papillons
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