I want to say I love you on your birthday,
Though love is something you don't want from me.
Things didn't go so well when I last said it,
And so I'll keep it silent in my heart.
But how the words reverberate within me!
A song that I must struggle not to sing,
A music I must dance to without motion,
A poem that I must never read aloud.
Your wishes are a wall I would not scale,
Yet won't abandon, loathe to leave behind.
I cannot have, and cannot bear to lose you,
And so I send you this in my despair.
Years after storms, clean-up crews meticulously separate the sentimental
from the wreckage
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Across the country, lost-and-found networks seek to reunite objects with
disaster survivors. The work can take years. In some cases, it's impossible
to pic...
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