Her perfect dream of heaven suddenly appeared. Here she could rock forever, back and forth, weaving the past in her mind like a beautiful quilt of memories. Listening to nature was also a dream, after being in pain, in a colorless room, laying in a white sheeted bed, a long time, too long, and she dreamed of just this setting, and now here she was. Finally she was in a painless rest.
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The Bag Lady 
She arrived. How wonderful.
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She must have achieved nirvana. A beautiful story Cheryl. Thanks for joining in.
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