Reflecting [iii] | History

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“I stopped giving him his medication,”
she said.
A slight pause,
a moment of hesitation.

“Our house burned down.
We have nothing left.”

I wish I offered comfort
In a silence heavy
with the unsaid.
But I was a student,
frozen by a struggle
I could not heal,
Regretting the words
I did not use.

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