Dear Friend,
#WritcoStoryPrompt4
The email he has received today is marked urgent. But it's from a friend who died two years ago.
Dear friend,
As the day draws near and the sunsunsets in autumn I have fallen and risen again to learn the basis facts of my life aspiring habits. When all cease to be denied of fellowship companionship you then feel lost trapped in mind. Keeping in mind the time spent was always good times. The time we cried at our first tragic encounter. The moment we laughed at all the silliness jokingly but being open about life. Knowing the time we surpassed joy in one lifetime. Making us happy was not defeat it was our serenity our peace of mind.
Dear friend I would like you too smile for my days were not promised but happiness has risen again. Peace at heart Unity in soul we will see everything untold be heard from the sound of our voice to the echoes of our mind. Friends and Family we were both young loving unconditionally. So, as we remember the good times of tears of joy streaming the streets of California screaming at the top of our lungs freedom at last God almighty I am free at last.
@niamgesi
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The email he has received today is marked urgent. But it's from a friend who died two years ago.
Dear friend,
As the day draws near and the sunsunsets in autumn I have fallen and risen again to learn the basis facts of my life aspiring habits. When all cease to be denied of fellowship companionship you then feel lost trapped in mind. Keeping in mind the time spent was always good times. The time we cried at our first tragic encounter. The moment we laughed at all the silliness jokingly but being open about life. Knowing the time we surpassed joy in one lifetime. Making us happy was not defeat it was our serenity our peace of mind.
Dear friend I would like you too smile for my days were not promised but happiness has risen again. Peace at heart Unity in soul we will see everything untold be heard from the sound of our voice to the echoes of our mind. Friends and Family we were both young loving unconditionally. So, as we remember the good times of tears of joy streaming the streets of California screaming at the top of our lungs freedom at last God almighty I am free at last.
@niamgesi
© All Rights Reserved