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“And that is how Wisteria Lane came to be my final resting place. My ashes were spread over glass I had once walked on, beneath trees that had once given me shade, on top of roses I once admired and beside fences I once gossiped over.
And after my friends had finished saying goodbye, a wind came along and took what was left of me into the air. As I looked down on the world I began to let go of it, I let go of white picket fences and cars in driveways, coffee cups and vacuum cleaners. I let go of all these things that seem so ordinary, but when you put them together they make up a life. A life that really was one of a kind.
I’ll tell you something- it’s not hard to die when you know you have lived. And I did, oh how I lived.”
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