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September 24, 2014
Whilst listening to
the air so still,
that swirled around,
as if at will,
She heard a buzz
within her head,
and turned, and said,
‘Is that you, Ted?
That moment came
through the air so still,
from Ted, a reminder,
to forgetful Lil’,
that it was six weeks,
since he be dead,
and his beloved goldfish,
had not been fed!
That prompt, one of many
through the air so still,
(often telling her not
to forget her pill),
proved that the love,
felt by, her faithful Ted,
lived on beyond the grave,
and he was by her bed.
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