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oct 25, 2001 6:48 a.m. loss she stands upon a rock, far above the nothingness below. wind blowing, she is embracing the calls from beyond. beautiful spirits coaxing her away. eyes closed, she murmurs the voice of acceptance. surrounding darkness, hypnotic to the senses. a crying plea from edges opposite. turn away. eyes open. beliefs ablaze. recognition. tears in her eyes. petals strewn across the air. a gust of wind, accepting her sacrifice, as she quietly falls below. |