Feel like a stranger at home
Alone though married
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Great poem, dripping with a grudging loneliness that all marriage go through. Some much more so that others.
Anita, Only from a hurt heart can these words pour out from. Keep writting. In the middle of the greatist pain theres a sweetness (hope) live on Anita
Wonderful piece, we set the stage, write the play, act it out but many times we forget to raise the curtain and our performance goes unseen.