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grandmother

by BCwells

My grandmother never could say, "I'm full." So she filled cookie jars and pie tins and Bundt pans because they were also just a little bit hollow. She emptied herself into children and bathtub wine and her rosary beads and they were full.
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May 5
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#generations#love#hollow
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