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May 2020
Nostalgia
for a memorable un remembered
defining moment.
The ambiance of sorrow
a sea congregated
with sad faces,
but coped
with smiling faces.
At an age
where understanding death
is misunderstood.
The soul, the essence, parted from
a physical home
The experience is relatable,
it's uncanny as a child,
Yet, meta as an adult.
Seeing you young
but I've forgotten my youth.
However,
the confusion sheds light
later in Life.
Surfaced behaviors
are like allergic reactions.
I filled your tiny shoes,
I was just 7.
Her voice, her face, her unconditional love...
Death at a young age
never seems to be
what it actually is.
Written by
Amelia Delgado  F
(F)   
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