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Oh life.

How you break my heart.

The love that aches. 

The auntie who watches her husband disappear.

This mother that longs to hold her child.

The friendships that are so sacred it can be hard to allow.

That group that shares their vulnerability and there is protection.

Of life. How you break my heart.

Visceral pangs of holding fiercely in every right way.

Of releasing in the only way.

Of touching that which hurts because it is so raw.

Of knowing the depths of the holiest sorrow.

How you break my heart as I bow on my knees.

Reverence for the depths.

Humility for the grace that is both horrid and beautiful.

Naming the courage that exists when we stay.

Stay with this life. With this broken heart. With this love that aches.

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