Here She Dove and Did Not Rise; Here She was Never More Happy.
You don't know me, but we have a mutual acquaintance on Facebook, which is how I found your blog. I only met to glance at the link, but found myself reading through several pages. This may be creepy, but if it helps, I just wanted you to know that your work touched someone. I've been in that place before where you seem to be now, and reading your poems about it describes it much better than I ever could. I haven't written poetry in a long time, but you make me want to start again because I can feel the catharsis in your writing. You don't know me, but I wish you soothing healing and the strength to be the best possible you.
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