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June 1, 2009
I gave you all the loving I could muster.
No return.

Sometimes when we fought you’d disappear for days on end without even saying where you were going.
No return.

We had little money, but you loved those pokies. We frequently had no milk or bread.
No return.

Often the words you used at me were more painful than if you’d physically hit me. You never apologised.
No return.

You took things of mine without even letting me know. Gone forever.
No return.

Regularly, you’d tell me it was over and I should leave. One day I did.
No return.