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Spirit soared towards the light
and met with those who had gone before,warm and a recognizable feeling that
was
home,
and free at last in every sense,the heaviness shed like
tears
to shine brightly as a beacon,but for those left behind,darkness ensues and
engulfs with memories tarred,heads held low,hung with sorrow..
but know that your love has not gone but is still around,be still and sense,for your
love is close,
be aware in your time of pain,your love is near,and will be until your time to meet
again..back home.
Copyright © Joanne Stevens | Year Posted 2007
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