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grief took her hand and led her into the darkness. she was a faithful servant, breathing in the solitude, lettingnher misery rock her to sleep. someday she would crawl back into the light. but not yet. July 30, 2015.
grief took her hand
strength
early morning solitude
this is how the world felt in the early morning solitude. it took great strength to rise anyway to meet the new dawn. July 29, 2015.
the portrait
the edge of the world
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