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Dec 2019
I don't understand
so much
but the grief-- that's realΒ Β 
Unexpected
Grief often comes that way

I lost the you I knew

Misunderstood-- the ways of you
Uncontrollable-- the heart of me

What do I do?
With all the love?
Leftover?
I don't even know what to call you-- in the quiet of my heart when we're alone....
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         Thomas W Case, Pearl, D, First, --- and 34 others
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