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A simple poem. A comment.
When I look back upon the broken years,
The stomped-out lights, the wells of tears,
I'm able, after shedding ghosts of these,
To smile, and laugh, and sit with ease.
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I love how short this is but how full a story it tells.
Thank you, Kiersten!
In your sparse writing, you show how less is more. Well said and well understood.
Short, simple, but beautiful and substantial.
Words we can all learn from and live by.