the hall was
filled with the
quiet noises of the old
bereaved saddened by the day
by the melancholy that shrugged
gently over their shoulders
loved dearly loved
by all those
brothers and sisters
never forgotten
the hall was
filled with the
quiet noises of the old
bereaved saddened by the day
by the melancholy that shrugged
gently over their shoulders
loved dearly loved
by all those
brothers and sisters
never forgotten
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