Some Endings

Some books end before they are finished.
Some truths are never revealed;
Some happy endings don't come to pass;
Some grief is bigger than the empty hole left where a person was;
Some grief also includes the hole where the person was not.
Some grief is more than missing the sunny days;
Some grief includes all the days when the sun didn't appear.
Some books end before they are finished.

What ending will I write? What ending will I write now?
Can beauty still be made from this empty field?

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