I keep having conversations with my father in my head. He's been dead for eleven years. Sometimes his answers surprise me.
— HollowEcho
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GRIEF
what you're still mourning
// 3 voices in the void
// your voice
// the thread
I'm grieving a friendship that didn't end. It just slowly became nothing.
— FadedInk
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My dog died two years ago. I still reach down to pet him when I sit on the couch.
— LostSignal
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// end of thread