all my grief says the same thing: this isn’t how it’s supposed to be. and the world laughs, holds my hope by my throat, and says: but this is how it is.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀you should have sought me out.⠀⠀⠀⠀i had no idea you were visiting.⠀⠀⠀⠀i am glad you enjoyed it though,⠀it is a wonderful place.⠀⠀⠀⠀i’m glad my children get to grow up there.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀there is a soft smile
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀turning to find the smaller woman behind her,⠀she'd give her a polite bow.⠀)
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀lady columbina.⠀⠀⠀⠀a pleasure.⠀⠀⠀⠀what brings you here today?
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