This was Eric
Marie Fisher
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What we cannot see. What we do not have here. What we will never know is the full story of his heart to fill the spaces between each fact of Eric’s life you shared. The white space between the lines you wrote, negative space I think they call it, spoke volumes to me. The love, pain, struggles, tears and joy that should have been there between each line, a story continuing to be written is lost. And here is the tragedy. HIV is ruthlessly stealing the lives of men, women and children. It’s a more than a tragedy, it’s shameful we are allowing it to be so.

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