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“How many children do you have?”

Grief oscillates
Between a tsunami of despair,
And quiet exhaustion.
When there seem to be no more tears left.

But there are.
They will mix with the rain on your walk to work tomorrow.
And no one will know that you have survived a natural disaster.

“How many children do you have?”

Grief oscillates
Between a tsunami of despair,
And quiet exhaustion.
When there seem to be no more tears left.

But there are.
They will mix with the rain on your walk to work tomorrow.
And no one will know that you have survived a natural disaster.

Ella Mora  21, Seattle

 
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