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Essential.
Flight takes the sorrow.
The anguish eases line by line.
Replenished, my soul has been. Soon, the relief will come.
Parts of myself will return once more. Never fully whole again. Yet, not in the dark.
©Holly P. Moore
November 2012
Dedicated to David Williams for always supporting me
Copyright © Holly Moore | Year Posted 2012
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