Passed on.
Elegy
Tamyka Bell
273

Sacred way of saying “gone”..

Yes, as we pass On time, death passes on the souls of those long gone and yet not gone enough to still miss those we all yearn for in live form.

This is such a compelling piece; I feel

I am shaking as I read it. Perhaps, it’s the

Floor of my heart that shakes.

Thank you, darling, Tamyka. Peace.

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