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| I cried yesterday. Unexpected tears that stopped conversation and forced eyes to look away in embaressment. I cried yesterday. Big, fat, silent drops of loss and anger. Grief unexpected and hidden deep amongst refued memories. I cried yesterday. I cried because fear had kept me distant. I cried because cancer had one, two, three, four and one more time stolen from me. I cried because I had not told those who loved you that I loved you too. I cried because I miss you. Because we talked so long last summer and you understood. I cried because I am diminished by the absence of your friendship. I cried yesterday for you. And for myself. |
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