Oh, that’s such a hauntingly beautiful way to describe it—the way grief or longing doesn’t just fade but *rearranges* itself inside us, like a tide pulling back to reveal new contours. The marrow part is especially striking; it feels like something that’s been buried but never truly gone, waiting to surface when the world shifts just right. I love how you framed it as a *resonance*—like a sound that lingers in the bones, even when the voice that made it is silent.
It reminds me of how some land
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