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Poetry


I'm Here
I’m here She whispered as she looked in the mirror I’m here She sighed as her hands landed over her bare chest I’m here She declared as her towel unraveled around her waist I’m here. And I’m not going anywhere. Tears came streaming down her cheeks, nose and neck as she continued starring Conflicting tears of fear, anger, sadness and grief…for a love that felt just out of reach So she went out to seek it, believing she had forgotten it somewhere…out there For a Love lo

Sophia Wood Massicotte
Jan 241 min read
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