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I always feel weird asking for help But this time it's not just for me It's for all the mothers Who feel alone, Unseen, Unsure of this winding road Of motherhood, Of understanding herself This time it's for something bigger than me, It's for a purpose, A drive, A knowing that my words, My heart Is meant for more Here I come to you My loves Asking for your help In sending out these words To the wor...
In classic poet fashion, I wrote a poem about asking for help:
Jul 29, 2022
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