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Jan 2014
With shaking hands,
And my vision blurred by tears,
I write a note,
To you,
To him,
To her,
To everyone.
I write,
How I wish you'd remember me,
As a bright,
Happy soul.
Not dark and withered,
As I have become.
Remember my smile when I laugh.
Not my eyes when I cry.
Remember my goofy faces.
Not my emotionless expressions.
Remember me dancing like a fool.
Not sitting alone on the side.
This is my dying wish.
Just please,
Please
Remember.
Briget Marie
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Briget Marie
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   Hinata
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