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I never delete posts.
Did it once, to my shame, and vowed never to delete again.

Tonight - I deleted.

I wrote it whilst angry but I was probably very disappointed.
(tis easier to feel anger)
But, it was all about I...

After posting, I went out for a fag and a look around.
My neighbour came out and wept in my arms.
She told me how scared she was and she looked so tired.

I promised to stay at the workshop and she went to bed less afraid.

The fire is a life-changing event.
Not just for the woman who has lost her home and her memories.
For all the neighbours and their friends and family, too.

And now Im angry again...