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A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.

TENNYSON

The loss of a child goes deeper than any, he said. It doesnt pass the way other losses may. However the loss came, a parent looks inward. What could I have done, what didnt I do? When the loss comes from violence, there are more questions. Every answer you give him is both pain and comfort, but there cant be any comfort without the pain. Kindred in Death Sometimes, she thought as she took her place, turned, life could be pretty damn perfect. Kindred in Death

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