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Jan 2021
All of us are born.
Some live; others just exist.
We all die; some are.
Part 6 of Her Haiku's

We are all born. Some of us die before the heart stops beating, that is what I tried to capture in the last line.
Grace
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Grace  F/Voie Des Papillons
(F/Voie Des Papillons)   
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     ---, Kat, Grace and Carrie Crusoe
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