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March 12, 2013

Incredible loss can’t be measured
By any of the standard mean,
But by the number of teardrops
And heartbreaks so seldom seen.

When life’s bright flame is extinguished,
Its warmth is immediately gone.
Its chill is felt most by the closest;
Its darkness never ended by dawn.

Though they will never return,
Life must indeed continue.
Like a show that must go on
With the world around us its venue.

No words can assuage the loss.
No heart can completely heal.
There is only comfort in time,
But it’s a slowly turning wheel.


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