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  • Writer's pictureTony Frobisher

Stand. Still.

When you lose someone you love, your world stops. No matter what people say and do, it is as if your world has frozen in time. Life speeds by, relentlessly moving on with a glance backward...and you are left static, stationary, wanting to go back, but stuck in now. Unable to move on.....

Stand. Still. A poem about being unable to move on...

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