dream
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The room is filled with restaurant sounds; the cutlery is clicking on plates and bowls. Autumn Leaves is coming from the trombone, piano, upright bass and drums. How lovely. Dedication: Today is dedicated not to a person, but to the priceless concept of forgiveness. Without it, we remain cold and buried in our own asses.…
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Smile I see in the sky I mirror back every single time. Never have I looked up and frowned or wished they’d take that incessant light down. The stars dance all around, thousands of miles I sing along inside as they whisper by each with their own unique styles. As the darkened…
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Today, I chose to sit on the ground the very location of my first experience of sexual abuse at the age of seven. I am healing and today I tell a deep part of my story. (Trigger warning)
anita lorraine moore 