It came to me, suddenly, looking out at how gray the recent weather has been painting my formerly familiar view of the village I've grown up in. After my new lease on life I suppose I could have expected something poetic in the climate that would greet me upon my return to the world at large from that horrid little peach beige hospital room.
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My condolences for your loss.
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