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Feb 2013
Looming above the dirt bed where she slept
A silent raven with wings fluttering
The raven before her graveyard home wept
For the woman was always sputtering
Talked of her husband, never laid to rest
Said only a fool would not say goodbye
She always clutched the necklace on her chest
She would weep in her bed asking god why
So sad she had died with a broken heart
He vowed he would always stay by her side
He vowed they could'nt ever be apart
Even though her fragile body had died
So there before her, her husband would stay
Before the dirt bed where his cold wife lay
Katlyn Orthman
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Katlyn Orthman  21/F/Minnesota
(21/F/Minnesota)   
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