She felt compassion for the pain that kept recurring, the ache that needed soothing, the void that needed to be filled, the tears that never dried. Because she had felt it herself. She understood.
She felt compassion for the pain that kept recurring, the ache that needed soothing, the void that needed to be filled, the tears that never dried. Because she had felt it herself. She understood.
Poems and Petals 
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Thank you 😊
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Thank you, Laurie 💝💐💝
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