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the absence of time
the absence of self
the absence of feeling
I know what to say
I know how to look
I know what pictures they have in their head
all I have to do is say that they are normal
all I have to do is say what they think they cannot say
all I have to do is turn those pictures into something bigger
the cause that might bring change
the ripples moving outwards
the impact of that tiny life ended
all I have to do is to watch their tears unblinking
all I have to do is to be something solid
all I have to do is to tell them
that grief is everywhere
that grief is part of life
that grief transforms us
I believe it
I believe it all
I receive their thanks,
emptied

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