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*Time forgot her, but you didn't she still lives in the memory her imprints on the places she touched her thoughts in her diary full of poetry her last words carved in the cemetery and the smiling photographs in your album still keeps her alive she's that birdie flying and that butterfly lingering always buzzing in your mind she's still part of your life, she won't die till you do.*
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Nov 23, 2017
Nov 23, 2017 at 12:35 AM UTC
She's not dead
*Time forgot her, but you didn't she still lives in the memory her imprints on the places she touched her thoughts in her diary full of poetry her last words carved in the cemetery and the smiling photographs in your album still keeps her alive she's that birdie flying and that butterfly lingering always buzzing in your mind she's still part of your life, she won't die till you do.*
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Nov 23, 2017
Nov 23, 2017 at 12:35 AM UTC
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