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Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal. A headstone in Ireland#Bereavement 682
A headstone in Ireland#Bereavement 682
Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break. William Shakespeare#Bereavement 67
William Shakespeare#Bereavement 67
How could you go about choosing something that would hold the half of your heart you had to bury? Jodi Picoult#Bereavement 42
Jodi Picoult#Bereavement 42
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