it is hard to look through a veil of tears;

and harder yet to look at light getting dim in explosion of darkness.

passing of every measure of distance and every measure of time brings only a darker hue to this explosion.

how a warmth - barely standing the sense of departure - can stand the solidity of parting motion of hearts?

 

 

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