The loss of you, my friend, crashed open the heavy gates of sadness. Tears rolled out in floods of grief in desperate attempts to overcome the pain they hid, for oh so long. I didn't know this well of sorrow existed in my heart, a place of refuge it turns out, where mini-me collected salty teardrops one by one for over fifty years. They rippled over int…
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