Prose

Goodbye, You Were the Best I Knew

written by: arjjones

In the gift of life, there are people who pass away, energies that go away, and an undrying sea crossroads. In death there is the opportunity for the living to appreciate that gift, and chance to carry a piece of another's life in our own.

Kindred spirits are not determined by species, and family can have four legs.

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