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“She took a step, then another, "What do I do now?" He raised his hand gentle. "Don't make my grave inside your chest. Don't stitch me there with your grief. If you hold too tight we'll both stay prisoners.” — JL MacDougall
She took a step,
then another,
"What do I do now?"
He raised his hand gentle.
"Don't make my grave inside your chest.
Don't stitch me there with your grief.
If you hold too tight
we'll both stay prisoners.