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Apr 2016
Personally, I never thought she’d last much longer because her heart was filled with grief.
Quiet and quick was how she went with little pain as water filled her lungs.
Right you would be to assume that the body of she was soon found.
So her mother cried and her father sold the house.
They moved far away where her body stayed in the the minds of people she loved.
Until the memories of pain resurface the parents are now happy, though the girl’s is completely blank.
Natalie Marie Walter
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Natalie Marie Walter  Burlington, IA
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