Loss Shards
The woman was holding the body of a young child and crying.
Kids don't move cold and snug. He's dead.
She just keeps crying over that life she can't take back.
Whatever you do, you want your life back. There is no substitute.
But that won't happen. I know. There is no way the time will come back.
Still, she couldn't help wishing.
"Somebody please... help me..."
Whimpers stick to the world.
No one responds to that petition. There's nobody here.
A trembling voice sounded in the corner of the world forever.
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