is different for each of us.
some
crumbling
into pieces, angry,
and crazed
while others
bury
the pain.
the grief of losing a
loved one, only to have
it come out
later
in a wave
of debilitating
sorrow.
some wear death on their
sleeve.
making it a point
of survival.
taking to the street
for the cause.
and some
absorb and grieve
then move on.
taking with it the wisdom
that it bestows.
making their life
a kinder and gentler
place
to be.
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