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Feeling cheated, exhausted and alone… She wished she could just turn to someone. Drowning in failure, sorrow and bills, things seemed to be dreadfully going downhill. What now, where now? she kept asking herself. The only place she felt safe, was curled up in her bed.

Cry, baby cry. Fighting the fire with your tears for tonight… Tomorrow will someday come… Cry, baby cry. You’re not done until you’re gone.


In response to November Notes Writing Challenge by  Sarah Doughty of Heartstring Eulogies and Rosema from A Reading Writer .❤



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