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Sep. 11th, 2009 06:53 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lagilmanIt still hurts. Not the gaping wound it once was, not the agony of helplessness and loss... but it hurts, an aching emptiness. Still. Always.
I was there. I stood witness. I still stand witness.
Absent friends, absent family. For the ones we never met & in gratitude for the ones the universe spared.
...There's holy pictures of our children
Dancin' in a sky filled with light...
(@ Bruce Springsteen, "The Rising")
I was there. I stood witness. I still stand witness.
Absent friends, absent family. For the ones we never met & in gratitude for the ones the universe spared.
...There's holy pictures of our children
Dancin' in a sky filled with light...
(@ Bruce Springsteen, "The Rising")
