May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind always be at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face, and rains fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
Someone profound is gone. As if there was no wind anymore, something that was always there, something you loved, something you didn't always notice. And still she was always there.
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