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My Love is the width of the great sea

My Loss, the depth It is not lost on me

That these come in equal parts

All things, impermanent as they are

And when Loss walks in with her rounded back

With her cloaked frame

With her frail body

With her gentle eyes

With her soft, extended hand

No matter the grace in my release

No matter the new magic she brings me

No matter the parts that weren’t even that good in the first place

Another part of me is left hollow and grieving

Howling and empty

Aching

Because it, whatever it is, isn’t with me anymore

And I will walk with that echo, however dull

Forever

To love deeply, to see the hidden wonder

Is to agree to throb for as long as you live

Can you hear the tragedy?

The very pain of beauty itself?

And worse, the emptiness of never knowing it at all?

Without further ado

Meet my ghosts

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