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aftermath, expectations, expecting the worst, living life, longing, moving on, not being still, relationships
The sun comes out daily inviting you to live.
Roses bloom in your garden, are you are sitting here.
Expecting the best from the worst, and the worst from it all.
The aftermath is like chicken soup for the soul.
hmm, something wrong?
No. Au contraire…
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