I've just discovered I have D.I.D. Its not easy for me or my alters. As you read these blog entries, some are by me and some are by them. Each one us expressing a moment of joy or frustration as we learn to adapt to our new life and flood of bad memories.
Monday, September 3, 2018
Tiny Bird
She is a tiny bird way up in the blue sky no one notices her she's invisible she's soundless her song is soft her touch light as a feather search for her she is almost gone fly away tiny bird.....
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