twenty-nine

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years of bliss and

unending happiness

without me

and without us.

it was never supposed to be this way,

when they wrapped you in a blanket

and couldn't bring you home.

instead

your head

was wrapped with a flower

and stuck in a coffin,

buried beneath the ground.

and their memories of you

could never be found.

but their love still remains.

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