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…om room to empty room,grief lodged like an open can in my chest,wondering what I should be doing.Outside, bright beads of rain sat in rowson the washing line, catching the fall light.
Caroline Mellor
Denise Larkin, BA (Hons)
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Mastodon: @dlarkin121@me.dm An author/writer of fiction novels and poetry living in London writing about her experiences on Medium. dlarkin121@gmail.com
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