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Abyss
I look at our photos and smile, a wistful smile, for mere a second, followed by a wave of heart wrenching anguish sweeping me off my feet, into the abysmal depths of my mind, where our memories lie, along with my regrets, my sorrows, my guilt, and the bitterness of self reproach.
Published 13th Jun 2022
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