July 22, 2021 Doree Grief, life, love, poetry July 22, 2021July 22, 2021 1 Minute My state of abeyance Floats between worlds Standing tall and pretty While I choke And crawl Share this:EmailTwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Published by Doree Grief Out Loud. Art. Life View all posts by Doree Published July 22, 2021July 22, 2021
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So good 🖤🖤🖤
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As I was posting this I thought of you 🥰.
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To be fair, as I was reading it I thought of me too 🖤🖤🖤
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😂 I LOVE that!
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Testament to how good your writing really is my friend 😁🖤
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You’re too kind, same back atcha!
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🖤🖤
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Wow, this is haunting!
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Thank you ❤️
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❤️❤️❤️🤗😘
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You always make me smile ❤️
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I’m so happy, thank you infinitely from my heart dearest Doree! 😍🥰😘❤️❤️❤️🤗
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❤️ and thank you 🤗
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🥰😘😘😘❤️❤️❤️🤗🤗🤗🌹
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That’s what I like to see, Doree!
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Glad you liked it 😊
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