Just As Leaves Do - J. Kirstein
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Last published чтв, авг. 7, 2025
Dawn found itself peeking through the blinds as our connected hands spoke promises our lips wouldn't dare to make. For the second time in my life grief had snuck into my life, infecting my heart and mind. I allow an abundance of tears to stream down my face, which I regret once his hands are on my face wiping them off. He knows about the funeral. He knows there's a chance I won't return. He knows it's over. I don't need to speak a word.
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