Clinging To Memories

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The woman stood in front of the table, 

her sad hands holding his flag.

It's days like this that when she can't cope.

She can't seem to forget the day they called,

informing her of his death in battle.

All she has are memories; so vivid it's surreal.

It almost seems impossible for her to think,

one day, she will stop...

stop clinging to what isn't there anymore. 

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