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Grief isn’t tidy or neat
Can’ be packed in a box
Won’t fit into a schedule
Or follow any clocks
Grief is messy and muddled
Emotions run wild and free
Taking their own path
Not really controlled by me
Please be patient
Understanding and kind
While I work it all through
And peace I can find
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