Moment
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Last published Sat, Aug 20, 2016
Life. Something we have but can't keep.
Moment. A swift blow of the wind, but then again just brief.
Something I came up with when I was with my father in the hospital. We stayed there for the night to nurse my grandfather. I just happened to woke up by 4am then watched the dawn break.
I dedicate this story to my cousin who lost her mother today. They were basically one of my inspiration in writing this stuff.
Hope you enjoy!
-K.A.
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