02 - khkujkjh
this is probably the 100th time I've written a lengthy, emotional post on some part or another from my life, and then erased it completely...
I don't know why I'm like this, but I'll just leave this here for now.
I measure every grief I meet with narrow, probing eyes -- I wonder if it weighs like mine -- or has an easier size - Emily Dickinson
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