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We see altogether too little of each other these days. Whatever happened to us? I think of the times we've had. I smile. It's a lucky soul that can make ends meet without neglecting your company, in times like these, and yet you're there …
Words mean so much to me. I write for myself, usually in sweet anonymity, to record my life and share my sorrow and my joy. Maybe I will share some of my words one day. Writing has helped me keep my life together when times have been hard…
The working day drags listlessly, my stomach growls inside of me. I grab my lunchbox desperately, but alas! I find it.. ..quite empty. (My colleague smirks suspiciously.)
Adj. Profoundly moving; touching. "He spent 4 hours trying to think up a poignant first Opuss.. He gave up."