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Dec 2015
A scratch in a casket is not something you would expect.
With the meaning attached, you think someone would have checked
But with you I expected nothing else.
A public flaw presented beautifully.
You did just the same.
Wore your flaws beautiful and proud
But some remained hidden
These were flaws of the spirit
Flaws you didn't show
Flaws we didn't know
If you only showed like the casket
A scratch we could have prevented
Or maybe we should have just asked
And your casket wouldn't be cemented.
Jordan Fischer
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Jordan Fischer  24/M/Edmonton, AB.
(24/M/Edmonton, AB.)   
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