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Nov 3
They have left the mortal realm,  
Life seeping from their corpse,  
Warmth fading like a whispered breath,  
The loss of a loved one,  
The weight of absence settles deep,  
Love lingering in the shadows.  

It’s not time to mourn the dead,  
celebrate the echoes of their laughter,  
the light that danced in their eyes,  
and the love they gifted to this world.  
Let us honor what they once were,  
in the quiet moments of reflection,  
grief melts into gratitude,  
love transcends the veil.  

Personal experiences weaving a tapestry of who they once were,
moments shared create a legacy  
etched in time,  
forever felt, now in silence.
Mercy
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Mercy  22/Trans Female/California
(22/Trans Female/California)   
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