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One man lives, another dies, each breathes a prayer and sighs; A sigh of content. How does it happen then, one lives and the other not, Yet both find contentment in their lot? Perhaps the one has seen what the other sees now; The what, the where, the when, the why and the how And is able to relent.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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