Granules of life are thrown about, never collecting themselves for important moments along life's trails.
Forgotten feelings take us all on journeys away from our purposes, neglecting needs of another human being coming close to our situations in life.
Talking heart-to-heart - missed - because another makes a choice to despise and hate you for no known reason.
Leaving you in a mire - not one of your own making - and stranding you in a lonely pit of emptiness for the rest of your life.
Lying in oceans of tears, cried from your very soul, never touching the interior sadness another has caused you in life.
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