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Passing Sorrow

Tears
perfect, crystalline spheres
roll down a face too slender
A face lined and weary
so tired of being teary

Cheeks once fat with health
torn and weakened by a wealth
of sorrow

Hearing a sound,
she turns
Looks and closes her eyes,
a doll of comfort in her arms

She silenty weeps
once more






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This work is by Kaj Sotala and is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 3.0 License.