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Nov 2017
Standing outside in the frigid cold air
Smoking a cigarette without a care
When in the distance I hear a loud sound
It is a cardinal, who must be found
I know it’s was dad trying to say hi
As the bright red cardinal was flying by
In that moment I felt stress free
Very spiritual, calming and carefree
Don’t look for signs from loved ones gone
They will appear when least expected singing you a beautiful little song
Ashly Kocher
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Ashly Kocher  39/F/Florida
(39/F/Florida)   
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