Uncle Bill Poem by cierra mallette

Uncle Bill



The smell of your fish my favorite as I lay down in cry and wish you'll never die see it's hard to say goodbye to yesterday as I lay down in my room thinking of you I know that your in an heavenly place with a smile on your face

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cierra mallette

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Philadelphia
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