Carrying my grief
is like having a broken rib
the very moment I forget
and find myself laughing...
is when I remember everything.
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Author:
Teddy.15 (
Offline) - Published: June 26th, 2026 15:21
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Such a great analogy that fits so well with a physical reminder of the emotional pain. Well done my friend and a fave
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