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Winter Roses
Life just gets so lonely, don’t you think? When all you are is a self aware worker bee. Taking each one of your gifts, letting them fall off a cliff, into a blender, tornado made of torment, because the world goes round and round, and you just never notice. I suppose the night will fall,…
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Affirmed
I wrote to a therapist this morning. Detailing my drama, that I playfully play off as diva behaviour. I think, what I really want, is to be affirmed, for all the maddening sadness to be heard, confirmed and then confined, to weeping pages, airtight cages, where it can’t follow me. I used to want to…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 