When “hello” feels too foreign, sometimes a poem will do.
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The Sitting Ghost
Grief doesn’t always leave. It just learns where to sit.
Kontrabida
Minsan, ang pinakamapait na puna ay nagmumula sa mga hindi pa rin napapansin.
When “hello” feels too foreign, sometimes a poem will do.
Grief doesn’t always leave. It just learns where to sit.
Minsan, ang pinakamapait na puna ay nagmumula sa mga hindi pa rin napapansin.
Blues without Clues