for how long can a man grieve ?
for within the terminus of that grief lay the sepulchre of ages
and no man can prolong nor shorten those days
they are fixed as the rotation of the planets are fixed
they play out like a fisherman spools his net
then reaps a harvest of wisdom laced by time
in a strange immutable constancy
he grieves
for centuries
for years
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