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I have nothing of my own now, not even secrets.

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Grief seized me so suddenly I thought I might black out.

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For someone who loved words as much as I did, it was amazing how often they failed me

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But maybe every day we let grief in, we'll also let a little bit of it out, and eventually we'll be able to breathe again.

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So what do you do? Ignore your grief, or indulge it?

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I seemed doomed to always play supporting roles in someone else's story.

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My heart feels heavy in my chest. Secrets carry weight, like lead.

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We were always surrounded by books and words and poetry, all the fierce passions of the world, bound in leather

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