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My dear Mother Nature, please make things fine. Not as they are. But I know that is a fool's question. I accept what happened. It was a story, awfully true. A person I knew did the ultimate sin. We weren't friends but we talked. So forgive me for being shocked and sad.
Mother Nature, watch over her soul. She parted this world. It was bad. She went to another person's wake. That would be upsetting. If she drank and was tired, it's more to deal with. I thought other events added to it. I think I'm wrong. Things could have, should have, been different.
I'm right in my words. I can't change anything. Only wish to have done. She left the wake and went to a house. There it happened. The loss of her life.In black and white. Enter alive, leave dead. So now there's a new wake. When there shouldn't be one. Just my view.
If she hadn't of gone to the wake and drank and been tired, she'd of been alive still. I think I'm right there. Or wrong. Mother Nature knows the real answer. At least she didn't die in July like the other two I cared about. Anyhow, my anger has faded and now I'm sad.
I ask why did you leave here?You need to know that people forgave you. If they didn't, karma will feck them. Mother Nature will now guide you. And us who you shocked, by your death. We are sorry and send unconditional love to you and your kin.
Being Normal Is Boring - Broken Aeroplanes, Screwed People, Alternative Writing,:)
Jimmy Boom Semtex
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