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Soggy

June 21, 2018
I’ve lost the spark. Which spark? All of them. Not being fatal or dramatic, I lost them as in misplaced, not as in Dead. Of all the euphemism for death, lost is the one that confuses me most. Its’s the only reason I’ve phrased divorce as “I lost my wife”. It also opens up the…
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