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Jan 2013
Holding her hand
he watches her
take her final breath.
A tear trickles down his face
he feels his heart tremor
and falls down, motionless.
His beloved was taken away
so he chased after her
through the clouds
of the heavens above.
Andy Cave
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Andy Cave  27/M/Hillsboro, Oregon
(27/M/Hillsboro, Oregon)   
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