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Oct 2021
Sitting under the prismatic sky,
With my heart so broken,
my eyes shut,
barely catching my breath,
and silently chanting a beautiful prayer.
Though the autumn leaves began to sob with me,
the birds of paradise
welcomed you with love.
We’ll keep the fondest thoughts,
the wonderful memories,
You may now dance there in heaven.
There, amongst the angels.
My grandmother died this morning.
The fourth death in the family this year.
Eloisa
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Eloisa  F/Japan
(F/Japan)   
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