A Cold Walk…Behind the Tombstone 006
…sometimes, all we can do is remember
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3 min readJul 30, 2019
Affettuoso a Allargando
He approached the playground walking with slumped shoulders in the steady snowfall by himself. He feels a stab of dread as he thinks of the fun he used to have with his daughter here. All those warm summer sunsets laying in the grass picking out the night’s first star light star bright…
