"Well, you do enough talk, my little hawk, why do you cry?
Tell me, what did you learn from the Tillamook burn?"
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It was now your funeral.
You were there. Resting in a bed of white roses and wearing white clothes.
You looked so pure.
As always.
Your gentle soul seemed to be finally resting.
I walked until I was in front of you.
You looked at ease.
You looked so peaceful.
You were finally looking like that.
A feeling you didn't experience your last weeks of life.
"Please rest well"
"I love you"
But I kept think we would see each other again soon.
"We're all gonna die"
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"Or the Forth of July?
We're all gonna die"
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4𝓉𝒽 𝑜𝒻 𝒥𝓊𝓁𝓎
FanfictionRenjun AU "You died in my arms... and i was gone too" Short story. Grab some tissues. Started: July 29th 2019
