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Numb.

Numb. 

Dry and numb. 

 

Grief cannot be duplicated, though it can be felt, again and again. 

We’ll just go to sleep and never cry again. so it shall be dreamed, not wept. 

It will fade, but right now, we sleep. 

 

Numb and dry. 

Numb.

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