Friday

Gram


I don’t want to make you sad, I want to make you happy.
 As happy as the rolling hills in the distance. 
I want you to know my soul smiles when you are happy. 
I want to help you become the best existence you can be.
I want to you to be a beautiful soul and remembered as one as well. 
I hope you tell me when you die. I hate not knowing. Please, I am here if you need me. 
I just want you to be smiling and enjoying this beautiful Earth. 
I know you know this, I just had to write it. 

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