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  No words at this time. The world is such a dark, and confusing place. I'm getting a lot of loving from the cats, who are the only ones being taken care of. 

  The looks of trust and love are making me want to cry. 


  Anyway, a poem. 

  Time does not bring relief; you all have lied”

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Time does not bring relief; you all have lied   
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!   
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;   
I want him at the shrinking of the tide; 
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,   
And last year’s leaves are smoke in every lane;   
But last year’s bitter loving must remain 
Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide.   
There are a hundred places where I fear   
To go,—so with his memory they brim.   
And entering with relief some quiet place   
Where never fell his foot or shone his face   
I say, “There is no memory of him here!”   
And so stand stricken, so remembering him.
 
Edna St. Vincent Millay, “Time Does Not Bring Relief” from Collected Poems. Copyright 1931, © 1958 by Edna St. Vincent Millay and Norma Millay Ellis. Reprinted with permission of Elizabeth Barnett and Holly Peppe, Literary Executors, The Millay Society.
Source: Twentieth-Century American Poetry (2004)


   Goddess watch over us all, 

   

   Kerk TehKek


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