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Ashes To Ashes, Dust To Dust

I find myself at times in my life, at a turning point- which way do I go? and I always returned to the foothills Searching for an inkling of a feeling of home Long after the farm had been foreclosed on Sad, as I watch the cattle now in the pasture- where my Dad and granpas markers and ashes lay ~ashes to ashes dust to dust~

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Date: 8/7/2013 4:52:00 PM
† Rereading While Finding Somewhat A Feeling Of Lose Or Perhaps Discontent Maybe Both, Dear Lucinda ? I Also Have Journeyed That Back Tracks Road Through Time Trying To Grasp Something As Another I Could Not Say Or Better Even Find ? Knowing Now That Truly There Was Nothing Ever There; Not Really At Least, Anything Which Mattered ? Chasing Ghost, And Why This Waste When One Can Pursue The Promise In Everlasting Things ? In Re Your Q In Com: 'Ghost Again, As In Writer.' ˜ Love, John
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Johnny Rhinem
Date: 8/7/2013 5:10:00 PM
.................................."Thus, Whatever It Is That One May Find ? Tis As They Were Meant To Find, *

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