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Jan 2022
Little man,
You've been the one unreserved,
to give unconditional love.
Your legacy leave me desolate,
bereft and once more re-awakened.
Today I give the last rites
to follow you half-way
to the end of your journey.
And what haunts me the most
beside the hollow pit in my heart is -  did I give you enough tenderness, devotion and proof of your place in my life?
To make you happy,
content and fulfilled?
Too late now to remedy anyhow.
Still, I'm wrapping your now cold body in the cloth of our memories and sing you to sleep for the last time.
Goodnight little man
Zara rain
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Zara rain
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