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Anyone can imagine what it is like to feel a loss, that comes in many shapes and is unfeeling and uncaring what creed you are, what is your drive, whatever pushes you to live. It instead comes without warning and grabs at your heart; it clutches, claws, and squeezes the heart deeply and means to break your concentration on life. Trying to remind you, not of the pain or suffering, but that it is not yet finished with you.
The hard part is carrying on, when all that can be felt is the brace of clenching and violent squeezing around the neck. Please enjoy this piece.
The hard part is carrying on, when all that can be felt is the brace of clenching and violent squeezing around the neck. Please enjoy this piece.
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