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Grief Cocktails

She loved death, death of any kind. There was an unchanging gray of grief over people when they lost someone they loved, when they felt a bit of their lifeform had been taken. And in as much as people grieved in their own way, there was a certainty to the pain; it was a blinking red light in the gray held up by a mountain of regret and sadness on their tongues when memories visited, the fear of where they’d end up, the guilt of forgetting the shape and texture of their faces…

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