Written in 1984.
Love lost.
Love gained.
It’s all a matter of time.
Friends come.
Friends go.
There is always more.
Nothing is Forever.
Except
the one Self.
You always
will be you,
though the rest
may go.
Others will come,
That
I know.
Written in 1984, this is another expression of my grief of losing my grandmother. Loss. A missing piece of the puzzle. A knot in the throat. A Demon in the gut. An unfulfilled need. A missing. A not there. A silent scream. Anger. Grief. Deprivement. A barrier to cross some day Yet crossed by another…
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