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Un-mothering But if I could mother myself, maybe I could see myself clearly; Let go of any bitterness. Maybe I was easier to love when there was less of me. And there is quiet in the considering: You have been me before, but I would be less smothering. I would make a life in the withdrawing, fill out the gaps and find love in the cracks of everything. Comb through the threads of each new beginning.
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