
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
TOTH, Harry. - 18/11/11 A year already and you've missed heaps. Between the records and doorstop I see you every day. Still hurts, probably always will. Rest easy mate. - Your loving son Dennis (Emily and Naomi) xxx.
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