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All there. All love, all joy.
All at once, it wasn't.
All tears, all stress, all heartbreak.
Over time, the pain started to fade.
That's a lie.
Over time, the pain stayed.
It's stuck.
It's stuck and won't let go.
But please don't let go.
This pain is associated with my baby, and god if there's anything for them to think of me, I'll take it.
All the pain, all the prayers
"Please know I never wanted this"
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