seduction made of sparing words and lost time
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(While at the hospital almost seven years ago for the birth of our new grandson, I spoke to a father whose daughter was undergoing chemotherapy. These were his words.) So I cannot cease,Nor can rest,Knowing you’re in pain – I would do and IWould undoSo many things now My child: if I couldSomehow tradePlaces with …
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she hears all the lost sounds of joy and sorrow for she too is lost giving her absolute access
love and touch demand the full time that they need to either be had or instead to be avoided
what we call all those unknown lives are well known
scribble on the roads: write your heart across the pavement, and let life know your intent to keep fighting
good and bad always coexist in this life to separate them is to tear life out of context we humans inhale gray but scream black and white
while those memories fill her heart you may feel estranged just know that places you can't reach always are