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Unborn
A miracle?
Prevented, unplanned, unknown.
...
2020.
4 years later.
3 years old, I can’t imagine,
life;
what it would be like.
Love,
is what,
I thought it was.
Learned,
you can love and let go.
For a reason, everything happens, they say.
Believed, I believe it.
A miracle.
A lesson.
You were a lesson.
Today,
I would not be who,
I am,
wit...
Tuesday 26th November 2019 6:48 pm
Creased
"I've never had to deal with someone like you," he said.
Deal. As if I'm another hand that is being shuffled.
I've been shuffled. The card with the crease. You know exactly which one. You pretend like you can't see it, so you keep on playin' it.
Do you benefit from continuing to use me? Not all the time. But when you need me? There it is.
You won.
When you don't need me? Just anothe...
Tuesday 26th November 2019 6:26 am
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