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Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Heartrending recollection

 
Fraught, we are with misery,
Of that long gone day in February,
Birth and death, are but a cycle,
To an honorable end, one is entitled.
 
Nocturnal nightmares abound,
Tears well up all around,
Not a single day goes by,
When her thoughts don’t make us cry.

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