Butterflies
He told me that the night his mother died, there were storms & far away he saw purple lightning & someone left the window open & the room filled with a swirl of butterflies & she slipped out quietly without anyone noticing & I'm sure the grief was softer because of that
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Beneath Thy Feet
I like how there is so much greenery and growth surrounding this gravestone.
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