Living In Un-Grief
Living with a sense of loss,
yet, not knowing why,
unable to find the tears to cry,
The missing pieces just don't add up,
A bereft person keeps staring into
tea cups for answers,
The un-grief gnaws
without any pause,
Then, the disbeliever blames
his/her imagination,
for having created a world of delusion......
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