Loss
Leaves the winners of the world
Staring deep into the abyss
Wondering where it all went wrong.
Grief
Waits in the wings of your subconscious
A curtain call captivating your entire being
A soliloquy your soul will never forget.
Hope
Is the flicker on the horizon
Of a sunrise which will warm your bones
After a night spent in the icy depths of despair.
Time
Will never fully heal your wounds of anguish
But will give you enough scars
For you to remember the bittersweet nature of life…
…that life is precious and a gift. A gift we should unwrap with care.
That a myriad of emotive experiences; pain and heartache intertwined with joy and love, are in fact, life itself.

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Thanks brother!! Means a lot 😁
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