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Sad the moment
Instant grief
No containment
No relief
How can it be
That such a stricture
Such hurt
Such pain
Can come to blight
A life again
When all else seems
So sweet
So rich
One thought sustains
And moves us on
Relentless time
Regarding none
Ensures at last
The past is gone
While healing hope remains
Artist . . . Mark Lynch
Photo . . . New York Times
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