22 long, empty months since Vaiva died. Autumn was our favorite season, we were married in October.
But it's no more and no less painful than any other season now.
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Notes for the friends of Vaiva Radasta Vebra.
In his poem "Immortal Autumn," American poet and statesman Archibald MacLeish dubs autumn "the human season."
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