Now that she's long gone I understand her now more than ever.
The more I digestive the time and memories of her, the more I appreciate her
Now that she's going I understand her more than I did
I did not know her
now I do
I did some things
and she did some things
I wish it wasn't so
but my God how I miss her and how I appreciate her
She really was an artist
an artist of life
I Thought I was an artist but I was conventional as compared
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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