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Darkness

Profound love brings profound loss.
I’ve no way to see through the darkness of this loss;
it covers my soul, masks my eyes and blankets my heart.
Light cannot pierce the darkness for it is too deep, too wide, and too thick;
this loss too profound for my heart to mend.
I miss you so much Wyatt.  I miss you. 
I hurt in my heart so deeply, so intensely;
I miss you my son, I miss you so.

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