Dear sister,
You said you'd come,
But never did,
Down the winter roads you slid.
Down the hill and into a tree,
Your life has end.
But now your free,
Soon to be,
An angle.
Do not pretend,
For we love you,
No mater if you break or bend.
Love,
Your FAMILY
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