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but fists full of love turning roses into wine blooming bruising flush

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Anonomus Scorpio

Date: 6/24/2023 1:04:00 PM

What's a decade plus two amongst a friend. Support I have in droves for you until all bitters end. I can't begin to imagine what you're going through I won't even pretend. I will however be on the runway when your planes landing does end. You've got this little one, you've made it too far not to transcend. Hugs A.S.

Maureen Mcgreavy
Date: 6/26/2023 11:50:00 AM

Am a lil verklempt… thank you dear. What’s 12 years without executive function anyway ;), Forever in the moment ~xomo

David Kavanagh

Date: 3/26/2023 3:32:00 AM

Feels like you’ve gone 12 rounds super Mo, definitely some kind of intense battle going on here, hope you are keeping well, cheers David

Maureen Mcgreavy
Date: 3/26/2023 9:17:00 AM

Thank you David. Rounds, years, same diff ;), xomo

Michelle Faulkner

Date: 3/24/2023 1:02:00 PM

Interesting contrast between 'fists' and 'love' - and turning roses to wine, quite evocative~

Maureen Mcgreavy
Date: 3/26/2023 9:17:00 AM

Thank you Lovely. xomo

Jeff Connelly

Date: 3/24/2023 4:42:00 AM

Sounds like someone took a pummeling Maureen... Crushed rose wine tastes better if you use your feet instead of fists... I hope this poem has no bases in your personal life?

Maureen Mcgreavy
Date: 3/26/2023 9:16:00 AM

You should see what the other guy looks like! …Me myself and I, we are the other guy ;), xomo