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No hug days
There is no hug. So I put on the headphones and let your voice envelope me, words float on the melody, through my pained soul.

Melinda St. Clair
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Darkest of Moon
Overcoming the darkness,
seeding your light,
the quietest of depths
birthed in the night.

Melinda St. Clair
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Replenish
I have buried it
way deep down,
warm in the depths.

Melinda St. Clair
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