“all my grief says the same thing:
this isn't how it's supposed to be.this isn't how it's supposed to be.
and the world laughs.
holds my hope by the throat.
says:
but this is how it is”
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(daily ex., dog walk 0.3 snowy cold mile, pm tm 3.5 mile)
“all my grief says the same thing:
this isn't how it's supposed to be.
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