Well, everything I tried was for naught. I lost Fauna this mourning. She was the twin of the first baby I lost. I really thought she was getting better, and then when I woke up this mourning, she was just crying and crying, so I tried to put her with her mom, and she couldn't stand up, so I held her for the next hour and a half until she took her last breath, and I laid her to rest with her sister.
Death makes angels of us all, and gives us wings where we once had shoulders, smooth as raven's claws.... ~ Jim Morrison



Death makes angels of us all, and gives us wings where we once had shoulders, smooth as raven's claws.... ~ Jim Morrison
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