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Aug 2017
a flutter of wings
the long goodbye is over
we are at peace now
The last day when mum finally passed on and I saw a white pigeon fly away from the hospital window. 12 hours later she was gone. It was the first and last time I saw a white pigeon in the crowded city.
Timothy Ward
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Timothy Ward  22/M/California
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