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The Days Pass By


From the moment I lost George, a part of my sole died. I still spend hours, just thinking about him and if I could have stopped this horrible thing from happening. This self anger tears my sole apart as I look into the precipice of self pity, at times wanting to be covered by the shroud of darkness.

Each day I remain on this mortal coil called life, I will be missing my little boy and if by chance you see me with a tear in my eyes, let me know its okay not to be okay.


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