Memoir: Ink Sketch - Grief

3.11.2041 Ink Sketch - Grief

23:58. Ens Apostolos. When we bring news of a death, we say 'I'm sorry'. What we mean is: 'There is something inexpressible gone, yours and only yours, and is therefore absolutely, irretrievably lost.' -J. S.

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