I like the memories you have from the morgue, Juls. Weird but fun. My father would love it as well. It´s kind of surreal.
Here is one vintage Emily for you and Mamabear:
I HIDE myself within my flower,
__That wearing on your breast,
You, unsuspecting, wear me too—
And angels know the rest.
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I hide myself within my flower, ________5
That, fading from your vase,
You, unsuspecting, feel for me
Almost a loneliness.