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THE ONLY CURE
Oh beloved
Flying high
God may have taken you back early to those you left behind
What was yours on earth your precious connections
To each other " we" each other were just stories and experiences solemnly yours although you would share so precisely the beauty you embraced
In each individual
It was like you connected us through your own sentiment whilst playing your songs
...Wednesday 13th July 2022 8:40 pm
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