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A Bottle in My Hand: A Poem about BFAR

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by Liz Hochman, CD(DONA), LCCE   Yes this is a bottle in my hand My judgement of myself is deeper, than that glare you just gave me   Yes this is a bottle in my hand and I am weeping every night, in her bedroom all alone   Yes this is a bottle in my hand but you do not know my story and I hope you never live it   Yes this is a bottle in my hand my love for her is strong, and I hope she doesn’t hate me   Yes this is a bottle in my […]

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