It's nothing, really.
But, I can tell
But, I can tell
our week's dinner
from the small aches
the burns and scalds,
and nicks they wrought.
It is the half-eaten plate
that brings heartache
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We heard that At's 28-year-old ex died. I expected that everything would have stopped when I opened the eyes I shut in disbelief. I ki...
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