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Jul 2018
I want my body buried in a bed of roses
So that you may envision the beauty I once encapsulated
So that every time you see a flower blossom, you can imagine me in awe of it’s allure
So that you may pick it and hold me once again like you used to
Eleanor Sinclair
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Eleanor Sinclair  22/F/The Enterprise
(22/F/The Enterprise)   
365
   Charlie Black, --- and Autumn
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