and I didn’t want it, to be close
afterwards unable to escape bad dreams
and the immense sadness of olives
as she stuffed them tightly into the plastic container
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What a caring speaker, Charles! And as for Miss X, anonymous as she is and though I've only travelled with her as long as your poem runs, I feel I've known her and her sadness all my life. Kind regards, Gina.
Very discriptive piece on the strength of the human heart pleading to not have to endure...but empathy seeps from the soul and injects the heart with courage. Excellent read. :)