In this poem I am processing the grief of losing my beloved maternal aunt. I am continuously reminded of “When breath becomes air” by Paul Kalanidhi. And I use that title as the starting point.
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When breath becomes air
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In this poem I am processing the grief of losing my beloved maternal aunt. I am continuously reminded of “When breath becomes air” by Paul Kalanidhi. And I use that title as the starting point.