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Apr 2014
no longer relevant
noisily devoured  
by a gaping hole
stuffed to capacity
then shoveled
into a bin
marked for permanent exile
an anonymous
paper trail
that use to lead
to my life.
Getting ready to move   ( which I did several times after my hubby died )  , and  the  busy work  of saying good bye to things I didn't need to  hold onto anymore fed through  the paper shredder.
AprilDawn
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AprilDawn  F/Kentucky USA
(F/Kentucky USA)   
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