Like shadows in a corner
The reality still here---faintly
In memory WE live, not the dead
the kenosis of metaphorical flowers
Hope, not love, is the foundation of romance
Even at death's part
This I know
You had a soul.
Reason for writing:
the death of a loved one
Birth sign: Not entered
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