WISH She could live again, fixating, in the air seeing her face on the front page of the mind space. A soul whereth cometh the poet's hearth. You ever wished for a dearest lost dead to relive again? Grieved, in-on the heart, severe pain. She never dies. Pondered hard how mother had to die and offspring breathing, she never dies she dwell in-on us replacing herself. 🍏 Wish she should live again. REST IN PARADISE MOTHER. #c9_fm