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I Never Met The Person I Lost
A father stands in a freshly painted nursery and confronts an unimaginable loss. A quiet, literary story about grief, love, and the people we mourn before we ever meet them. Continue reading
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Hopeless
Hope packed up its bags and just left, The nights growing heavier, compressed. No light, no way through, Just grey bleeding blue, A soul quietly hollow, depressed. Continue reading
