Poems for the broken hearted and the hearts of joy.
listen well, I'll try not to be hobbledehoy.
Some nights will pass without a visitor;
some nights will pass when you wish it was her.
So listen to these stories of loss and gain
and maybe we'll both make it through the pain.
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