Mole

  • The mole so blindly pushes dirt
  • To find the light. And oh, it hurt
  • To stand in darkness and in fear
  • Of losing heart: to be unclear
  • Of where to dig and plant my soul
  • I need a place to be a mole.

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Julia Dean-Richards

Julia is a writer and performer living in the Shropshire hills. Her writing is a product and expression of the love she has found whilst journeying through the most difficult times of her life.

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