When Eagles Die - Webs

I once saw an eagle die. She was my Mother. It had all of the same components, and when I first learned about eagles, I immediately thought of her. Dignified and facing the light. Cancer is an ugly thing. It devours you slowly. It takes all of you, out of you. It is difficult to do this in a dignified way, but she did. ................
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