Words of prayer,
punctuated
by the sounds of an old man’s heart,
shattering
into bits of broken glass.
A most precious gem,
forever lost,
and grief,
constant,
interrupted only by vain attempts to be brave.
The natural order of life,
cruelly reversed,
and him,
not yet having come to know
there would be something more to gain,
something more,
to be extracted from this pain.
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