Will I ever forget?
The atmosphere swirling with the fresh fragrance of woodlands of years pasts.
My beloved mother.
I remember her, courageous and kind.
I remember her smile reminiscing of the Forest's magic and mysteries.
Memories of her, a luscious constant scent of myrrh and incense clinging on for dear life.
She will remain.
Her memories will remain like a baobab tree. Strong, tall and unshaken by the past seasons.
I will never forget her.
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