Your face suddenly appears before me, out of the blue and my eyes fill with tears.
I didn't feel anything at the time, I was numb, going through the motions of your loved one's grief. Holding them as they cried over your body.
Words spill from me and I must write them or I will be overtaken by ghosts. They will visit me over and over, as though daring me to grieve.
Please find peace dear spirits. You will be remembered by me. Even if the world forgets you, I will remember your last breath and when your spirit left and those who cried for you.
Your names are written in my book. Your stories are remembered. Be at peace and find the light.
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