To weep is to make lessthe depth of grief



To weep is to make lessthe depth of grief

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Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendour in the grass



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The memories flood my heart and mind



The memories flood my heart and mind

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The capacity to grieve



The capacity to grieve

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Our journey includes two partners



Our journey includes two partners

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No one ever told me that grief felt so like feat



No one ever told me that grief felt so like feat

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No matter anybody says about grief



No matter anybody says about grief

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Love is a fabric which never fades



Love is a fabric which never fades

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Grief is the price we pay for love



Grief is the price we pay for love

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Grief is the agony of the instant



Grief is the agony of the instant

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