Y. Savage
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What is gone, is gone @Manhattan, NY
No one told me it would be easy to let go, I knew it would be like this, but it's the second time I'm trying. This time, I choose not to forget, but to be thankful. Thank you, forever.

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PRIVATEIt's been a while since both decided to go their separate ways, but she hadn't told anyone. Really, no one knew. Maybe her cousin, and this very morning, since she's already someone with little time, just like Yael. From the hospital to home, from home to the hospital, from the hospital to home, an empty home, at Mom's house.
Mom arrived, after so long. "Where's Race?" she asked. Maybe her mother's arms were the last thing she needed to stop being a living dead. "Darling, you've kept all your connections frozen, chasing the illusion of a first love that couldn’t adapt to the changes both of you have had to go through. Maybe it took time, but you're maturing, little doctor. Both of you had to stumble and fall on opposite sides of the railing, but things keep going."
Posted 2/18/2025, 2:00 PM
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