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Jun 10
hungover...
from tiredness,
sleepless as I lay in weight,
heavy heart, blurry brain;
a complete mess.
brittle bones, dull tones, life lost,
courage scattered from the night before.
Trying to remember, "I am not less!"
One way to get unstuck,
own your truth, not give a f@#k,
and be gentleness,
to myself and all around,
which is the most profound
of this journey, I profess.
it's not over.
.
.
.
It's just begun!
In response to a poem titled: Q as F@#ck https://hellopoetry.com/poem/4840330/q-as-fk/
Written by
Bekah Halle  43/F
(43/F)   
55
     Rob Rutledge and Jeremy Betts
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