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These Days [a poem]
These days… sleep slips through my fingers. Muscle aches feel as constant as the breath in my lungs. I still catch glimpses of a stranger in the mirror—shorter hair now, a harsh reminder of the prayers I whispered just to keep it. These days… exhaustion feels like my…
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Ten.
Ten. Ten years have come and gone in a flash, like lightening striking the ground, branding it Ten years of growth and lessons learned, a constant reminder that marriage takes work, patience and that it shouldn’t be taken lightly Ten years of laughter and joy, which reminds us…
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