January 4, 2012
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While cleaning our bedroom yesterday I found something in a drawer that I had written on a post-it, no date:
"Their broken hearts I can't pretend
To not exist or comprehend.
It holds me ransom I admit-
My joy, my peace, my love, my wit.
I start to see them in myself,
The loneliest I've ever felt."Being on a post-it, this had to be during work, sometime shortly after our wedding..
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