today i was cleaning my bathroom, and stumbled across a crumbled peice of paper, that was a printed out news report covering my friend dixie's sisters murder. . . it had been discussed, and hashed out so many times prior, that i felt i was entirely numb to it. . . but, for some reason, as i read this i began to cry unceasingly, and experience it
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This fact doesn't mean we are forever stricken with grief, but that humans realize the importance of the living and the sadness of losss.
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