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    To my daughter
    Nora,

    I am at peace
    Under the shade
    Of this huge
    Lemon tree.
    The distant scent
    Of your poetry
    Reaches me
    Everyday
    And I wish
    I would have
    let you hear
    how cattles
    breath,
    and reapers
    Sing.
    But I didn't.

    Your father has
    died several
    deaths but
    perhaps the most
    painful one
    happened right
    inside your
    eyes when you
    looked at
    my coffin
    and didn't
    cry at all.

    ©my_cup_of_poetry

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    "Your father has died
    several deaths"
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    ©my_cup_of_poetry