How is she doing now? Can souls have feeling? Can she actually see what I'm doing now?
I tried to hold back the tears whenever someone or I talk about her. I tried to act that I have moved on. Or at least act that I am okay with it. But the fact is, I'm not.
If this is a bad dream, wake me up from it now... I miss you, mom.
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As long as we live, they too will live; for they are now are a part of us; as we remember them.
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