Part Two

🥀 Verses on Love, Loss, and the Familial …

ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation
Kahil Gibran

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If all hearts were open and all desires known — as they would be if people showed their souls — how many gapings, sighings, clenched fists, knotted brows, broad grins, and red eyes should we see in the market-place!

Thomas Hardy

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We Were — When the World Was Still Falling

Beochaoineadh or April Fools

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