It will die in prison, killed and tortued as it should be. It will spend the rest of it's pathetic life shut away from the sun. It will wate away, insignificant and forgotten.

And we will carry on. We will cry, and we will wipe each others tears. We will hug and rise above our pain and loss. We will remember her fondly. We will smile thinking about her goofy, quirky, awkward, genuine, determined, vivacious, and contagious spirit and love of life. We will grow and strive for the same self-actualization she did. We will let her live in each of us. We will change the world.