For with much wisdom comes much sorrow; the more knowledge the more grief.
It lit up like a Christmas Tree Hazel Grace…
There is a certain pleasure in weeping
The only thing grief as taught me is to know how shallow it is.
I never guessed I could cry so hard my face hurt.
When we tell our stories, the gods hear our sorrows.
Unanswered? I would’ve answered any question, Hannah. But you never asked.
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