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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=581298" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Unknown 2</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">if we're lucky<br>we're given a warning, <br>if not <br>there's the sudden horror, <br>the wrench of being torn apart.<br>of being reminded that nothing's permanent, <br>not even the ones we love, <br>the ones our lives revolve around.<br>life's a fragile affair.<br>we're all standing on the edge of a cliff, <br>a dizzying cliff so high, <br>we can't see the bottom.<br>one by one we lose those we love most, <br>into the dark ravine.<br>so we must cherish them without reservation.<br>now.<br>today.<br>this minute.<br>we'll lose them or they'll lose us someday.<br>this is certan.<br>there's no time for arguing. <br>their loss will leave a great pit in our hearts.<br>a pit we struggle to avoid during the day and into at night.<br>some, unable to accept a life without them jump into that pit spiritually or physiaclly; hoping to find them there. <br>and some survive, <br>the shock, <br>the denial, <br>the bargaining, <br>the barren empty aching, <br>the unanswered prayers, <br>the sleepless nights when their breath is crushed under the weight of silence and all that it means.<br>some somehow survive all that and, like a flower after a storm, they slowly begin to remember the one they lost in a different way...<br>the laughter, <br>the irrepressable spirit, <br>the generous heart, <br>the way their smile made them feel, <br>the encouragement they gave even as their own dreams were dying.<br>and in time, <br>they fill the pit with other memories, <br> the only memories that matter.<br>we'll still cry.<br>we'll always cry; <br>but with loving reflaction<br>more than hopless longing.<br>that's how we survive.<br>that's how the story should end.<br>that's how they'd want it to be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Theresa+Goertz">Theresa Goertz</a><div class=q>
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we're given a warning, 
if not 
there's the sudden horror, 
the wrench of being torn apart.
of being reminded that nothing's permanent, 
not even the ones we love, 
the ones our lives revolve around.
life's a fragile affair.
we're a..."></div>
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