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by @mesmed-jausa

Light shoulders, heavy wings: Grief as elevation Grief placed in the mouths of babes and bystanders Grief visited in sterile places Grief spoon fed for weeks Grief taken to momentary extremes Grief as a diving bell A 10cm network for all you need/nothing can ever be too fresh
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