Weariness Poetry This heart weighs heavy and weary. It hangs in the night surrounded by warm and humid air that suffocates me. © Sarah Doughty Share this:EmailFacebookLinkedInPinterestPocketPrintRedditTumblrTwitterLike Loading... Related
My new site is acting up. Hopefully you’ll see this on old site. Work in progress lol. LikeLiked by 1 person
http://www.covertnovelist.com I’m not seeing any comments coming or going and half the time my stuff is lost when it crashes so unsure about everything atm. LikeLiked by 1 person
This certainly captures how I have been feeling lately. Holding you– and me– in the light. LikeLiked by 1 person
Great❤❤❤
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Thank you!
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Thanks, love. 💖💖💖
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Can totally relate to this feeling! Greatly put up! 😊
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Thank you so very much!
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Very expressive. I loved this, sarah
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Aw thanks, love.
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My new site is acting up. Hopefully you’ll see this on old site. Work in progress lol.
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Uh oh. I didn’t see anything from a new site. What’s the web address?
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http://www.covertnovelist.com I’m not seeing any comments coming or going and half the time my stuff is lost when it crashes so unsure about everything atm.
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Aw man. I’m sorry to hear that.
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Wow – amazing poem! Lately there does seem to be a thickness to the air.
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Thank you so much!
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You’re welcome!
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Wow so beautiful!!
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Thanking you for being brave. Feel you ❤
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Thank you for reading. I’m honored. And I’m sorry you can relate.
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This certainly captures how I have been feeling lately. Holding you– and me– in the light.
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