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May 15
Grief is strange and unpredictable. I’ve experienced a lot of loss. I’ve witnessed a lot of loss. I have felt the regret of peoples choices which led them to grief. The never ending feeling of longing and missing someone so much words can’t even take its place. A yearning for a presence no longer tangible. A lost hope and never ending sadness. A black abyss of what ifs, and maybes. Of yesterday’s, today’s and the unfortunate tomorrow. Always out of reach, forever fleeting like the wind.
Jaclyn M Brown
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Jaclyn M Brown  32/Cisgender Female/United States
(32/Cisgender Female/United States)   
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