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Aug 2014
acrid tears
did burn
her soul
a sorrow of loss
unto her being
lasting pain
shackled the light
of her heart
bearing a travail
vast in gloom
a void dwelt
in the sadness
of night
the balm of time
bought  
relief
to her
anguished
grief
Elizabeth Squires
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Elizabeth Squires
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