“here's a grief that can't be
spoken. there's a pain goes on and on.
Empty chairs at empty tables, now my friends are
dead and gone.”
10th
Anniversary October 1995 at the Royal Albert Hall Version.
Grief
is the silent, knife-like terror and sadness that comes a hundred times a day,
when you start to speak to someone who is no longer there. (Edgar Jackson)
Charles
Swindoll, Growing Strong, p. 171.
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