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This post is part of a series called 100 Days of Poetry.


Hearing a wiser woman give me 
permission to want something else.

Other. 

To give breath and life to the 
part of me that has for so long 
cried a lonely and very sad song 
by herself, 

in the closet of my 
wardrobe heart.

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