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It’s ok., I’m here, I say. Holding an unknown hand. Watching laboured breathing, Her wrapped and tense fingers relaxing. Sleep once again holding her safe. Another bell ... I move on... to another with a lifetime of living, with stories untold. Respect.
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Jan 16, 2021
Jan 16, 2021 at 11:47 PM UTC
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It’s ok., I’m here, I say. Holding an unknown hand. Watching laboured breathing, Her wrapped and tense fingers relaxing. Sleep once again holding her safe. Another bell ... I move on... to another with a lifetime of living, with stories untold. Respect.
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Jan 16, 2021
Jan 16, 2021 at 11:47 PM UTC
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