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Kassey Sep 2020
A lovely child
With an innocent mind
A phone call arrived
"She's gone"
The light of her life die
In a blink of an eye
Why do fireflies die?
The aurora looks different
Do you see the light?
Tell him everything is alright?
He got you, the almighty
You left me lonely
And everyday feels like torture.
My grandma died and I can't accept it.

— The End —