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The students' showcase is tomorrow.
My colleague has invited me to read one of my poems as well.
It's a piece I love, and under normal circumstances (as 'Professional Lost') I would relish the opportunity to memorise and then recite it.
At the moment I feel like I'm going to need the piece of paper.
People have the impression that grief is one thing...and I'm learning that it really isn't.
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'Somewhere up above the great divide Where the sky is wide, and the clouds are few A man can see his way clear to the light 'You have all the grace you need for today, and today is all that matters.' - Steve Austin
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