a friend of mine, her son died suddenly. He was an adult. She is a decade older than me. But it matters not. She is shattered as a mother for losing her child. I am going to the remembrance circle Friday. This woman has lost so much in her life. But this, this is too much to bear.
I do not want to see her eyes. I know what they will look like.
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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