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"to love life,
to love it even
when you have no
stomach for it
and everything
you've held dear
crumbles like burnt
paper in your hands,
your throat filled
with the silt of it.
When grief sits
with you, its tropical heat
thickening the air,
heavy as water
more fit for gills
than lungs;
when grief weights
you like your own flesh
only more of it, an
obesity of grief,
you think, how can
a body withstand this?
then you hold life
like a face
between your palms,
a plain face,
no charming smile,
no violet eyes,
and you say, yes, I
will take you
I will love you,
again."
- Ellen Bass
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