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Mar 17
Oh sister dearest,
Who art thou?
For I no longer recognize
The eyes
Once so green, now
Seething,
Echos of your own hell fire
With which you have allowed to consume you

Where did the green meadows go?
You loved animals, you wanted to be loved .
I miss you sister, sister

Sister dearest died in her sleep in 2012. Oh how
I miss her so.
Anna
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Anna  24/F
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