Trying to close my eyes… imagine death. imagine life. From a far distance, Silent voices, Are calling me back home. When losing a loved one, we will remain with the grief and the longings. With time, grief fades away, but the power of longings never leaves you and sometimes it feels it gets stronger and stronger. Does anybody know the answer? Is the answer hidden somewhere in the books? The thought of meeting them someday in Heaven somehow makes the grief bearable.
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