(I wrote it to my dear soul-siste Scarlet....)
I stay here still,
without words,
and cannot what
admire more...
the art you created,
or great lines of words
you left down here...
Your memories
cannot vanish,
they are alive
like the flowers,
you care and cheer
in your garden
and in your heart
(c) shipka
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