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Aug 2014
What if this gaping hole in my chest never goes away?
What if instead
It just sits there.
And sits there.
And sits there.
& grows with every sleepless night.
November 13, 2012
Lani Foronda
Written by
Lani Foronda  San Francisco
(San Francisco)   
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