Last night I couldn't stop thinking of your final moments. I cried and cried imagining how very lonely that would be. I thought of the masking tape, and why your lips were the color they were at the funeral. and i couldn't take any of it out of my head.
Ms. Gladys says I don't know what your final moments were. That we are never alone. I'm holding that close to me today, and will use it if it comes to me again tonight.
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