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Funny how falling feels like flying...

...for a little while


Although spring is finally here, I long for the sun
I wish those black clouds would go away
My nights are filled with weird dreams,
dark omens and strange visits
My uncle Charles is dying
as we speak
I won't miss his cigarettes smell
or his boozy breath
but I will surely miss
the smile he used to bring up on my auntie's face

So long Zio


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