In memory of

Clair

Portrait of Clair

She was my best friend always got me even if she never really understood

Unmistakably them

She was very sassy liked to look at people as if there was always something to judge and acted as if she was tiny

A treasured memory

We were all out in the front we heard her skipping through the alley way to the gate she stuck her long head through the tiny gap and looked at us like how rude you didn’t invite me oh

Clair, photo 2
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Clair, photo 4