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Ice Cream Smile
Love travels though us into the universe.
Even though I was the docent for her death, walking with her on this journey to the end of her time, she held her fears tightly. Her lips never spoke the vulgar language of death. We both shared those words inside us together and alone. Still, we would always find our way back to the past. Watching The Sons Of Anarchy. She would put a finger to her lips, shush, "Not a word out of you. This is my time with Jax."
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His current state of being shouted there was nothing to motivate or assuage the amber like state of his emotional of his life. His ever-present expiration date with all its transient aches, pains, hypochondria, and surrender of meaning whispered like a wind chime. The memories became elongated trailing shadows following him in the sunlight of today. Nothing seemed to matter any longer.
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