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Lynn Stillman Aug 11
Life brings many things
First a loved one passes on
Next comes better times.
Lynn Stillman Aug 11
I feel so confused.
The pain you don't think I feel.
When you walk away.
Lynn Stillman Aug 11
I wish you could feel.
All the kindnesses so real.
And the pain they heal.
Lynn Stillman Aug 11
I write just to feel.
Emotions that I hold back,
let my pen reveal.
Lynn Stillman Aug 11
I don't like shopping.
It's easier to lose weight,
fit in my old clothes.
Lynn Stillman Aug 10
My little garden
I grow dreams and peace of mind.
Dreams are ripe and fresh.
Lynn Stillman Aug 10
Father was a drunk.
But he chose that way of life.
Chose it over us.
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