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Mar 2018
Cinnamon
Nutmeg,
Mixed spice,
Flour floats in the air,
Warmth and warm smiles,
Music dances through the room,
Light shines gold,
The shuffling of feet and bursts of broad laughter,
Joy.

Must,
Musk,
Salt,
Black and white,
Grandpa wipes a tear off his face,
A woman wails at the back,
A solemn man mumbles at the front,
White light shades the room,
Nana is dead.
#death #sad #remeber
Onits Zuku
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Onits Zuku
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