in a final day, with phone held close to ear
he mumbled;
i am in a cabin on the most beautiful lake i've ever seen
and then wondered aloud, if she too
could hear the angels
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in a final day, with phone held close to ear
i am in a cabin on the most beautiful lake i've ever seen
and then wondered aloud, if she too
m Author notes"Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd A contest entry
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