"Regret couldn't fix what he's broken. Apologies couldn't bring back what he's lost. What we'd lost."

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I grow old though pleased with my memories The tasks I can no longer complete Are balanced by the love of the tasks gone past I offer no apology only this plea: When I am frayed and strained and drizzle at the end Please someone cut a square and put me in a quilt That I might keep some child warm And some old person with no one else to talk to Will hear my whispers And cuddle near

— Nikki Giovanni