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by Poet on the Piano
I have never heard of the sky being called a "cinnamon red" before, that was beautiful. This poem, mixed with the the images yet memories of this person, the heaviness of loss, the favorite cookies in the shape of an angel.
Lovely, Dagmar <3
by Dagmar Wilson
Thank you it's appreciated. Yes I miss my friend so dearly. All the best to you
by Tanya Southey