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1 week ago · · Grief,
I can mute the voice in my head but I can’t stop this slideshow.
Every night it’s playing pictures of her, one after the other.
During the day memories are superimposed over reality like an Instagram filter.
So when I walk past her room I can see her walking out the door.
I know it’s just a filter though and the door is really closed.