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Nov 2014
misery
the pall of demise
an empty soul
seeks consoling
wandering through an endless
darkened night
the deathly tomb appears
within the hearts of the bereaved
these sorrows
stay ingrained
loss shackles
with encumbrance
reprieve for the grieving
comes by way
of time's easing salve
  a healing hand
which comforts
and allays
Elizabeth Squires
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Elizabeth Squires
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