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A Study in Grief

A Study in Grief

How do I know grief?
Is it by the passage of time between loss and healing?
When the emptiness left by your love going seems endless.
As each day passes, you fight the day to meet the night,
them battle the night to face the day...
Keep fighting...
Keep moving forward...
Looking for the horizon you have lost sight of.
Grief is knowing that there is now an unattainable goal..
To recognise that there isĀ  no foothold to grief
only a flacid semblance of acceptance.
Not an acceptance that grief ends,
but rather, that it never does.

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Tony Taylor

Hey LO!!....I lost two of my younger sisters.....I didn't think it ever REALLY ends!!..... Like your take on it..... Love the way you use words!!.....ALL STARS!!.... LOVE and ROCKETS!!.....T xo ?āœ³āœ“ā™„?ā˜€ā™„???

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lodigiana

So sorry to hear about your sisters Tony...it must be such a deep,endless sorrow.Wishing Ā you peace, love and comfort dear friend xxx
Lodigiana

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StevieC

Such a sad subject but looked at through knowing eyes..It is beautifully expressed Lodi!!Ā 

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lodigiana

Thank you so much Steviec - really value your words! xx
Lodigiana

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