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she was perfectly still the beauty of her embodiment wasted away eaten by the disease that would be the cause of her death yet she looked radiant to me all I saw was the beauty she is the way I remember her when we first met her hair dangling around her face framing her beautiful eyes that were always lit up with a mischievous smile her skin supple and soft was like a kiss from the breeze every time she hugged her arms around me there was always such tenderness in her heart even now as she lay dying with her last breaths death couldn't take away the beauty of her that was about to vanish in front of my eyes ~•~ a beautiful milieu Image Barbara https://www.instagram.com/bea01/