02/11/2026
A child should never have to outrun a disease this ruthless. A mother should never have to bury the future she raised with her own hands. This poem is for every parent carrying a grief that has no edges, no language, no mercy. For every family shattered by opioids. For every love that didn’t get to stay.
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