when it comes to seasons; seasons greening. Note the perspective above -- an inspired plating of salad. Like the weight of the perfect word just as the line breaks and begins anew. Ultimate "ha."
I carry his grief and loss with me as if it were my own, and yet it is not. Is this weight justified, now that I have seen him content to not see pictures of our youth?
I carry his grief and loss with me as if it were my own, and yet it is not. Is this weight justified, now that I have seen him content to not see pictures of our youth?
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