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"To her, death is quite romantic". Lily has seen her share of farewells, pruning the rosebushes on Cemetery Hill. Here they gather in their mourning clothes. Wearing sunglasses to hide their mist filled eyes. A griever prays his lover will make it safely to the other side, of now. Poetry flows from the tongue of loss. A song occasionally, can be heard whispering through the willow boughs. Fresh flowers adorn the site. The heavenly scent drifts to the living. To her, it is beautiful when a single red rose falls, a sign of enduring love. Lily searches the sky wiping her tears while, listening to the sweet refrain of the morning rain.
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hosted by Bjorn writing to Bob Dylan's Desolation Row
you must incorporate the following line from Dylan's piece
To her, death is quite romantic