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And when your golden curls have to red,
when your eyes have lost all their find strength in my life.
white to kindle a massacre of poems.
At least tremble enough that I may flame in green array,
all these years, the battle of each day.
Perhaps then beautiful tears will overcome...

I almost wrecked this morning in about the same place my mother me
the day she out,
I hydroplaned going about 42 per hour.
I scared or anything it was very strange.
I had a moment in and space,
all to to think.
To die would mean to be with my sister, but if I had then I would have
missed out on this I've had for so long.
It just goes to show what a like Erin with an enormous heart and a
talent to make the world could have done if she was still alive.
It sounds strange, but Erin couldn't have lived out her on Earth, so
now I must it a point,
so now it's my job to live them out for her and let the world what a
wonderful person it will get to meet.