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Grief

I’ve this weird bubble in me,

Filled with thoughts of grief and uncertainty,

Of yesterday, today and tomorrow,

Having said that,

The bubble keeps growing,

One grief at a time,

Bringing probabilities of uncertainties,

Unjustifiable and hard to believe.

Let it go, Don’t think much,

Breathe, you all say,

But how can it make,

The smallest of the small grief go away?

 
 
 

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