i was woken at two am by my mother, who told me that he had died, then i fell back to sleep, and woke to a large white glowing figure standing over me, it did not scare me, i knew it was him, but i have not seen him since. and my mother, i have never seen, the night she died my ex husband had a dream about me, that we were in my hometown, and the water washed in, and washed away all the colors, and all that was left was the color of my eyes, blue, he said my mother washed away with the waters. i wish i could find them again, a place where i could talk with them.i was very young when they died.
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