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Drought

Adoption engraved in my blood ligaments and muscles Broken but finding the pieces to the puzzle The womb chewed me and spit me out Became forever thirsty, never recovered from the drought Placement was the easy part for little me Running to find who, what I could be This seed found water and prayed to sprout Became forever thirsty, never recovered from the drought Today I still run to search for belonging leaving prints in the road like a drawing Canvas paints what I Learned to live without Became forever thirsty, never recovered from the drought

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Date: 8/7/2023 11:49:00 AM
My mum's friend adopted 4 children, It must be hard not knowing the reasons why your parents let you go, like a missing jigsaw piece you need to find:-( hugs jan xx
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Date: 8/7/2023 11:29:00 AM
It must be tough being adopted, there's always unanswered questions and I suppose, not the right answers. Hope the journey gets better.
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