Plaster your troubles away; it is really simple.
Fix it, ready mix it, answer adoption, foster care, or surrogacy.
Oh well, the IVF didn't resolve it, so to dissolve those emotions, there is always another way.
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Plaster your troubles away; it is really simple.
Fix it, ready mix it, answer adoption, foster care, or surrogacy.
Oh well, the IVF didn't resolve it, so to dissolve those emotions, there is always another way.
Read moreBusiness as usual is a string of the day-to-day. But the river flows of grief and pain. Squeezing the soul, the eyes, and the inside out but the slogan is business as usual. A star in the sky has now become a point of what was lost and is lost but for you disenfranchised.
Read moreJust because I can’t create, make or bake the bun in my oven, it doesn’t mean I’m not one of you, I hold and share tears of what could have been, how old they would have been, and what might have been?
Read moreThis poem is a reflection on my mother's and my story, and the shame attached to, in her case having a child and in mine not doing so.
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