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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