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what a mess
she said

I like it
he smiled
green leaves
bring hope and joy
signs of renewal
and pleasures to come
I need to allow myself
not to have pressure
she says
determined
to relax
and enjoy life

I look at her
and I am sad
as I sense
that she
does not know
how to
do that
up - down
hope - despair
up - down
hope - despair
up - down
hope - despair
the never ending
rhythm
of her life
hopeless
he said
watching her
paint

she felt
his disapproving
gaze
and froze
waiting
sorrow
longing
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