(written March 2023)
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If by chance
you see me in tears,
do not shower me with pity.
I need pain like the earth needs rain.
It waters the garden to my creativity.
As the flow of salty grains cascades down my face
I see a shower of words.
And then later,
as the tide ebbs
I know I am home.
No longer in pain.
My ink is my shelter
always will be.
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Beautiful.❤️
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Melissa ❤️ thank you so much ❤️
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Lovely…I feel the same. 💜
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Thank you 🙏🙏
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My pleasure. 🙂
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