Remember
how
you used to…
ask me for advice
and how
when…
i didn’t say
what you wanted-
neighbors
called the cops
because
they were
afraid
you were going
to
kill
me
?
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Moccasins at Meadow Arc 
It portrays the dark truth.
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Yes… I suppose it does… a bit of therapy for me…in poetry… thanks for commenting š
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Writing helps to release everything going on inside. The turmoil. The pain. And sometimes the happy emotions too.
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Yes:)…
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Wow…that is terrible Kae. I am in shock.Sometimes I’m really surprised how people are unaware and destructive . I hope only one thing, that this relationship belongs to your past
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a day of processing pain… thanks for your kind words … cool new pic:)
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Thank you. It reminded me on one movie ” Everybody have the right on my opinion” š
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U look so philosophical… like a therapist… awesome choices of color too… red background … well done… exceptionally professional looking
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š thank you Kae…I must admit that red is my favorite color.That was exactly what I intended to achieve with new gravatar picture,and judging by your comment, I did it.Thank you so much for your comment.
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This is shocking and all I can do is look at the screen and barely know what to say. I’m so sorry this happened to you; to anyone! It’s not ok – never ever shall be.
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Thanks :)… was just processing this morning…
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What a coincidence ! I was processing too – well reading the manual on my new Kitchenaid processor š
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Haha!..:)
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