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Father Time..... heal me.Time, they say, is the great healer. That universal salve that dulls all wounds, mends all fractures. But let me tell you something about time—time is a liar. It doesn’t heal; it doesn’t even try. What it does, if anything, is grind down the edges of your pain, like waves against a jagged cliff. It’s not gone; it’s just less sharp. And sometimes, when the tide...0 Комментарии 0 Поделились 722 Просмотры
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Keep Calm, Carry OnThis is Thomas, Patty, and Francis’s day. It should have been February. It is February in my heart. But here I am, writing in January, because the world, the calendar, and the slow, indifferent grind of time have stolen it from us again. February 29 doesn’t exist this year. A blank space, a forgotten square. As if that day—his day, our day—could be erased. But the...0 Комментарии 0 Поделились 846 Просмотры
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You can get killed just for livingEdited for clarity :He did it. He knows it, you know it, and so do I. And he’ll do it again. Now, isn’t that a sight to behold? Just wait until you see that swagger—like some triumphant peacock, tail feathers flared, ready to crush what’s left of a grieving family’s hope. Not a flicker of remorse in those eyes, no tremor in his voice. He’s the monster about...0 Комментарии 0 Поделились 1Кб Просмотры