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#lostgrieve
I have seen pain and grieve They look like my mother in a casket lying still With cotton-stuffed nostrils As though to ensure she stayed dead I have smelt the smell of lost It smells like the new fragrance she wore The freshness of he
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May 15, 2016
May 15, 2016 at 6:36 PM UTC
THE PERSON OF PAIN