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Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #1276887

I wrote this poem when I was 12 for my step mum's funeral.

Whenever I see a beautiful view,
I will always think of you.
I'm sorry that you had to go,
But I am very glad to know,
That it's put you out of pain,
And it will never come back again.
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