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Woman of Glass: OctPoWriMo, Day 13: It's a lovely day today here in the Blue Ridge Mountains, so outdoor time is in order this afternoon. I can't believe it's alrea...
Blessed blogger ate my last comment so I am trying again. You are right - that is a beautifully written poem. Anxiety is a devourer: of hope, of time, of any precious grasp on sanity.
Blessed blogger ate my last comment so I am trying again.
ReplyDeleteYou are right - that is a beautifully written poem.
Anxiety is a devourer: of hope, of time, of any precious grasp on sanity.
Men have come and men have gone, but anxiety and ED (eating disorder) have remained my constant companions.
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