Dec 09, 2022

My soldier never came home.

Only a facsimile of the man he was.

What I had done for others for a decade,

None has had the capacity to do for me.

Mrs. Hill, we regret to inform you; your husband's soul was stolen at war.

His spirit remains in the ether, yet, the battle has claimed his vessel.

Not all war widows bury their dead.

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