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Apr 2019
He was warm
and shone bright like a son.
She was cold like a moon
and he knew he had to die that night
to make way for her.

Without regret.

Kaydee.
I became her.
Sara Kellie
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Sara Kellie  Other/Lancashire. UK
(Other/Lancashire. UK)   
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