The Shortest Day of the Year

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Because I was touch-starved
For so long, so long
His simple smile, bright face
Held more than friendship:
Much more. So much more.

Because I survived violence and abuse
Fo so long, so long
Crumbs of affection were a three-course meal,
And I could be full again.
More love. So much more.

Because I have felt empty for an age
So long, so long.
A fractured mirror is all I’ve known.
I see myself alone, reflected forever:
So long, so long, so long.

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