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Apr 2020
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The day that I died
was a beautiful summer's day
A shade of happiness waftled through the air
Someone cried
Someone cried for me
Stop it
'Stop it', I wanted to say, but I had no voice
'I'm free'
'I'm happy', I wanted to say but she didn't hear me
I wasn't sad
I was happy it was over
He gave a speech
saying he knew me
saying I was important to him
saying he'll miss me
It made me sad
I heard someone mourning 'too early, too young, too short'
I didn't understand
I was long, too long
It was filled with loving and living
it was filled with bearing and enduring
it was filled with asking and answering
it was filled with suffering and laughing
It was beautiful
I was happy
I smiled and cried
the day that I died
Kristina
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Kristina  27/F
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