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This was written by me, shortly after my aunt was found dead in her apartment, alone.

It’s only been a year, but it felt so longer.
We’ve never missed you more, but this day carries this meaning.
Pieces of our hearts broke off.
Will they ever be put back?
I believe you know the answer, and I hope it’s the best.
As we all remember you, please try to remember us too.
We all love you, my aunt Lydia.

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