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Everyday I hurt.
Long Goodbye takes its toll.

Lucky to have family help settle the weight,
and fill my soul.

I hurt.
But I’m content.

I’m scared and know why,
but their smiles make me fly.
Memories with Mom too.

Details don’t matter.
Not words either.

One way or another,
she says “I know you”.

Still it all takes its toll.
Each day shows more of the hole.

It’s coming.
It’s here.
I’m spent.

I hurt.
But I’m content.

Kept going,
is where I went.

To get through.