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Little Teddy

My heart. My home.

Lost but not forgotten.

The body remembers.

Moisture coats my mouth and eyes.

Memories flood me by surprise.

Waves of shivers go up my head.

Apart of myself I thought was dead.

But intact it does remain.

Through all the sadness and the pain.

And all those years I’ve carried this shame.

Somehow your comfort still feels the same.


Artwork and poem by Rae Sabine


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