remember when skies cried
i’ll never forget the ghost
love thy husband they say
you keep walking on the tar
through jungles turned to mire
the wrinkles i have earned
black eyes can be forgiven
holes in hearts we both have
of lies and innocence we lost
time alas does not heal most
words less spoken 
An interesting format ..
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it’s from Napowrimo:)
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Ok .. I’ll look it up 💕🌏
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This is a short piece yet full of deep pain, loss and sorry. Your photograph was heartbreaking with your piece. Have a blessed day. ❤️🤗
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thank you Joni. likewise my friend xo
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Sending you great big hugs. ❤️🤗🦋
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💖
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Great use of the prompt!
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thanks 😊
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