an aroma of white leather seats,
parched and baked in years of stifling afternoons
crackling from an old radio,
a broken voice of the bereaved father
grieving the sudden loss
of his beloved only son
"Death by accident is worse than from illness.
At the very least, the family has some time to prepare themselves for the final moment.
I believe we should all have some about of promised time with our loved ones
before they are torn away from life.
The randomness of a fatal accident cheats and jerks the time out of our grasp."
a smear of pine tree silhouettes,
a rainbow sunset,
blurred through the eyes of a girl
touched by profound words
If this isn't utterly profound and beautiful, I don't know what is...
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