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an unspent tear
a broken star
a buried wish
a long lost friend
an unwritten verse
oil stain on a porous stone.
It never ends
Grief, it lingers.

This, that, and all between.
Like
an unspent tear
a broken star
a buried wish
a long lost friend
an unwritten verse
oil stain on a porous stone.
It never ends
Grief, it lingers.

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