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Tori

Tori

The story of the birds on my back: When I was at my dad’s funeral 11 years ago, there were three birds circling his casket as it lowered into the ground. When the casket was finally at the bottom, the birds sat on a tree branch nearby, looking down where he lay. A feeling of comfort/peace came over me because I felt that those birds were my grandfather, my uncle, and my dad always being with me.

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