I gather the heavy stones,
stack them in a cairn above
your ashes,
for what has died inside,
stack sorrow and anger,
despair, rage alongside the grave
of loneliness, devotion, love.
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Thank you, Mark, for being able to say what I have felt, in such a beautiful way.
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