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My nausea has returned
But there are still litter boxes to clean
Mouths to feed
And dishes that need washing
I quite love the drudgery
I am thankful
It softens the noise
For the Angel is sobbing
And nothing can quiet her
So she sits in a sea of blue sand
Cradling her heart
Mindful of the bleeding stitches
And nothing can quiet her
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I quite love the drudgeryI am thankfulIt softens the noise
Sometimes the nuances of day to day life are what help us get through the difficult times. This says that so well. Thank you for sharing! -
For the Angel is sobbing
Great line -- and a good picture of a moment.