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Feb 2020
There is no expiration date for grief
You can’t rush a healing heart
You can blow the glue
Praying it keeps the pieces together
It won’t make it heal faster
You can’t rush grief

Sometimes the pain is too much
It’s like the last minute of a run
The 60 seconds stretch so long
But every second counts it’s necessary
You can’t rush grief
m a k a y l a
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m a k a y l a  20/F/TX
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