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poem by: D'Vina Dietrich
Written on Sep 02, 2021

Pen to paper 
Bells ringing 
Cards scanning
People screaming 
My mind drifts 
Muting sounds 
I see smiles,
Giggles, the future 
I miss my babies.

Tags: Sad,

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Andrew Dietrich commented on Sep 02, 2021 at 4:40pm

After the shifts all your boys will hold you tight. Be it day be it night. Move everything is gunna be alright

Frank Hornby . commented on Sep 03, 2021 at 5:23pm

I really do feel your sadness D'Vina.....(I hope things change for the better).........soon...

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