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And Death Weeps With Us

When grief seizes you with the icy grip of its fingers around your heart, even Death weeps with you.

And Death Weeps With Us — by Paul Mansfield using MidJourney

I come here often to sit and contemplate now you are gone. Our place. By the lake, gazing over the still grey waters. Begging my soul to fly over the mountains and through the clouds to once more…