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Jun 3
Whatever I didn't give you

that you needed
that
. .   I
am sorrowful for.

I thought I was limitless
    in my charity and resources.

It is obvious
not
to be so.

It was all I had.
Feeling helpless and lost
Written by
Heidi Franke  65
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