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The final moment; a concluding thought. One last breath as her index finger simultaneously jerks. Jaw clenching shut; nerves still twitching. Her only daughter watches in horror as her body convulses. Blood-stained dentures; unfinished game of solitaire. No concluding explanation, no final goodbye; only perpetual heartache. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** I love and miss you very much, Granny. August 3, 1920 - February 9, 1996 May you finally be at peace within yourself.
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