Grief
Bleak this morning
Bury her
This delicate window
Kept everything out with
Glaring confidence
Our eyes, why?
Questions that beg
Insulated
Pains
Behind
Panes
In so late it
Begs that question
Why arise?
Confidants glaring without
Everything kept window delicate
This barrier
Mourning this bleak
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