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She liked to tell happy stories of when she was just a young girl her eyes shone like diamonds and skin was like pearls shoes of simple black leather dresses were wool or cotton people banded together for society had yet to go rotten Parties were held in the street everyone was invited there was a sense of patriotism and people felt more united teenagers of today laughed at her when she tried to tell them about the old days I used to stay and listen to hear what she had to say Now 80 her skin was no longer so smooth nor did her eyes shine so bright as she watched the sun go down on her life waiting patiently for the release of night A few months ago she passed away free from her illness, depression and pain hopefully her spirit has gone back in time so she can live her best times again