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I lost my Grandmother today. I now regret not talking to her more. Not knowing her better. The last time I saw her I avoided her all together. I feel horrible on the inside. My mother feels worse. Living has a price to pay a price for livings curse. And so I end this poetry of sorrow and of loss. With the words so simple, Good to know you and God bless.

R.I.P.
O. Jean Flemmons

I hardly knew ye