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By Vishal Date: 2002 Jun 23 Comment on this Work [[2002.06.23.15.27.17640]] |
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The feeling, the knowledge of this thing ending. The numbness, accompanied by the knowledge that afterwards there would pain, oh yeah baby, never mind the fact that time heals all wounds, and there is gentle merit in forgetfulness. Grief is like a drunken houseguest, always coming back for one more goodbye hug. |