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awriterintheroom.wordpress.com
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| | | | | It was autumn I remember in the dead leaves I dropped the key tragedy I did not forsee | |
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sarojsalelkar.wordpress.com
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| | | | | The lost key lays hiddenVisible to a bystanderYet unseen by the ownerWhat could it possibly open?A treasure trove or a mystery trunk?It appears to be quite oldYet shines with proof of recent usageDoes it belong to a long forgotten pirate?Or an old schoolmaster ?Is the owner a mystery queenOr a grandma of hidden identityOh what... | |
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michnavs.wordpress.com
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| | | | | Coping abuse comesin many formsso as coping. one could smileand just moveforward. one could prayharder -with the hopeof making themstronger. one coulddo therapyhoping the doctorswould find a cureand make themforget. one couldcould withrawfrom the worldhopes to wakeup, happy and sane. but what ifnone of it works?where do yougo from there? will the painever go away?... | |
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