When I unearthed her, her eyes were closed in a sacred blink. I dusted her lips with gold and whispered, "You are gorgeous in pieces." I saw every bone, her very own ivory keys. I whispered, "You are gorgeous in pieces." You are gorgeous in pieces. That was when I noticed. That was the ring. I thought I lost it in my oldest home after I gave birth to my Eldest son on the top were two lions jaws open wide I loved that ring. I loved that ring.

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