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Sep 2019
the pain will go away –
that’s a lie. Part of their identity
is entwined in their love. So, you could
say that part of them is dead

and the part of the deceased
is alive in them. But neither one
will be whole again. If there ever was
such a thing. Because we come

to each already broken. But I believe
the world is full of beautiful parts
that fit into each other. Some are very
different. Some are the same. The circle can

fit into the square. But the reverse is not
the same. If you’re lucky to find where you
fit and it’s taken away you may think
you will never fit again.  That’s an awful

thought. Maybe you will. And maybe you
won’t. But one thing for sure you will
never have the same exact fit as you
did before.
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
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