Grieve

I grieve for her as she did me

Neither knowing the culmination of our destiny

Hers cut short, childhood brutality Mine distorted, love, loss, calamity Together we wonder, what was the why Woven together, unwavering, we reach for the sky

There is no limit for her or me

We transform and manifest our own destiny

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