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Feathers scatter in the wind, But they’re merely the thoughts of doubt. I let them go with the rest. Continuing on like always.   That crimson-colored sky
Come close, for I have a story of a monster to tell you.   In the world among us lurks a shadow of black It slithers through the woods and soars around clouds
I'm sorry for many things.   I'm sorry to hear your hurt. your pain. I'm sorry I left you behind.   You were always so close to me.  You were like a sister to me.  
Dear Grandma, Thank you for being the only person really there for me, Thank you for giving me advice at a young age. Despite not understanding it then, the words you spoke are still fresh in my mind.
“I’m sorry” two words I say too often so much you must be sick of hearing my voice
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