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Death is the sound
posted Saturday, 23 July 2005
Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
W. H. Auden
Last night my step-father died. To be more accurate my mother's second husband died. He was eighty-one and in poor health for the past year. He married my mother when I was in my teens and was a cruel man. I am conflicted. I feel bad for my brother who I have never thought of as a half-brother. At the same time I am glad that he is gone and can cause no more pain.
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