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Winter Loses Shape

and other unwilling redecorations

By Lisa HerdmanPublished about a year ago Updated about a year ago 1 min read
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Bent over, last meals

I saw her hands turn dark blue

Brave - she closed her eyes.

sad poetry
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About the Creator

Lisa Herdman

I'm learning to be wildly inappropriate, ridiculous, needy - and alive.

Thank you so much for all the support!

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