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A Most Pained, Dull Absence
When she went, (died),
a major portion
of my heart/soul went
with her.
I do not believe
there is sufficient time left
for me to hope
for any retrieval of any of it.
Each day, every day the flow of tears holds sway
over all that is seen, felt, and thought.
And that's All, (folks), all that can
be
for now.
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