Hand in Hand

Hello Grief, my old friend,

 

Come, let us walk hand in hand.

 

Together we travel, once again,

 

The road of struggle, loss and pain.

 

So often I avoid you,

 

In order not to feel.

 

But when your hand is in mine,

 

My heart feels real.

 

So come, let us walk,

 

Through the quiet loss, you can talk.

 

Hello Grief, my old friend.

 

 

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