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The things I noticed... How a branch with hanging
blossoms hang lower than before after a good
Summers rain.
Yet, the moment the sun comes through the
opening of clouds, and the raindrops dry
the weight has lifted.
How you don't think about them not reaching out
to validate your existence and you are ok with that.
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Vulnerable
PoezieBe careful to whom you give your heart; they don't have to be perfect, but they need to be consistent in how they apply themselves through the right efforts. I, of mind, body, and spirit am vulnerable. Once a woman who thought that happiness was bro...
