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Seeing Is Believing

Seeing is Believing Souls and spirits come our way but very few will let them stay, for most could never bear the shame of being classified insane. So even those who know it's true that dead folk can be living too, convince themselves that they are wrong so they can sing 'accepted' song. Every faith of every creed is grown from just a single seed, the one that says that life goes on when all our earthly time has gone. And most proclaim beyond the grave the souls of their disciples gave, proof positive that they survive and beyond death they're still alive. But say that you have seen dead folk and most will think that you're a joke, imagination running wild they'll treat you like a stupid child. The parson and the parish priest will tell you, you can't see deceased and some will go as far to say it's devils work, you must not play! But simple folk like you and me all have ability to see the ones who walked this way before the ones who most folk just ignore. The joy of meeting closest friends the joy of love that never ends the joy of knowing in your heart that friends survive when they depart. Surly this is worth the pain of hearing some say you're insane. Open your eyes, your ears and mind and then believe the things you find. Ivor G Davies

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