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Awhile ago,

I self-consciously asked my friends,

"Is giving a guy flowers weird?"


Never imagined,

It would be so well received

and cared for.


Half a year later,

It still sits in the middle of the room

strong & beautiful.



There are times when

I do not want to be alone

There are times when

I want to be surrounded

by people I love


Friday nights and Saturdays.

Are those "times"


When someone is losing their loved ones Or have lost their loved ones I freeze up, I panic, I stare I have not a word to offer For no words have comforted me

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