It Never Leaves…

Your mind, heart, soul…

The unspeakable thrusts upon you; the worst this side of being murdered.

For you, your family, ‘friends’…

It never, ever leaves or adjusts to one’s present existence. It ‘humms’ in the background of who you may believe you are,

And pops up unbidden.

An unconvenient truth...

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