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Magpies in the cemetary; I sit and remember beneath the pines. How cold the world seems at times. You were always there. Magpies in the cemetary -- the dogwood branches bare, skeleton trees shrouded by winter's chill. I sit and remember. Mother, father... I miss you so.
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Dec 3, 2010
Dec 3, 2010 at 8:58 AM UTC
Mother, Father...
Magpies in the cemetary; I sit and remember beneath the pines. How cold the world seems at times. You were always there. Magpies in the cemetary -- the dogwood branches bare, skeleton trees shrouded by winter's chill. I sit and remember. Mother, father... I miss you so.
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adelaide-caron-dyson
Dec 3, 2010
Dec 3, 2010 at 8:58 AM UTC
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