The grave of a child, the headstone gone. This is all that is left. No name. No date. Perhaps no one to remember. Sad, but so completely peaceful in its lonesome silence.
Laughing. Hiking. Running. Food. Wine. A good cigar. Figuring this whole thing out.
The grave of a child, the headstone gone. This is all that is left. No name. No date. Perhaps no one to remember. Sad, but so completely peaceful in its lonesome silence.
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