The final farewell

Alone she stands, numbed by the tragedy that was now her life . The glazed look on her wizened face,shrouded by her long silver locks exudes the sorrow that lies within. She had come to say farewell to her husband , friend and companion who for many years had made her laugh. Now was not the time , a wooden box , a crucifix is all that’s left behind

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