This post began with this sentence that came up to my mind: Grief ages those who survive. From there I let my mind flow, the pen followed and I came up with this poem about grief and the effect it has on those who stay alive despite the suffering they carry.
Old memory clock
The old memory clock,
announces hours gone by.
Everything else h…
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