Pastel Souls

Pastel souls
falling out of the earth
like paint on my grandmothers hands
so frail
I don't remember
what it was like for her to hold my cheeks
and wipe away my tears
while she told me the story
of the soldier with a pastel soul
and a beautiful mind

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