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Freedom of Death

So many I see bowed in pain, The loss of the loved one seems to overwhelm, the pain is indescribable no matter how many you may lose every loss is different, depending on how you treasured them but then I came to realize that while I was in mourning My dead loved one was free free from pain and suffering and I thought I would let them be now while I still mourn the loss I feel the joy to celebrate instead what they meant to me for at least they are at peace, Finally they are free.

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Date: 1/4/2020 9:34:00 AM
you did this very well Carla..
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