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she got drunk,
kissed strangers,
found warmth in the company
of figures almost like him

she danced,
in a circle with her friends,
all night till her toes
became more numb than her mind

she cried,
on the cold kitchen floor
replaying the memories
she'd once held so tight

-healing is different

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