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7h
If only you woke upon that final day
Woes and sorrows never been more astray

You send a prayer to who you love so
And the day that you're gone, they all will know

Picked a flower, raining petals through the yard
Each one a thought you can't discard

And when you're leaving, in place of someone's birth
Your final memories will rest here on your earth
Loved one will pass very soon. This is my silent plea that she'll spend it happy, expressive, confident, and with no regrets. A single day of the life she never got to live.
Irelyn Thorne
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Irelyn Thorne  15/F/Find me with an earbud in
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