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From Here To There

Sitting in the waiting room not ready to leave Wondering about what it is I really believe I swore I would not be afraid to free my soul Even though I try to think only of my present role I am often thinking about what’s to follow this Will there be horrible pain or will there be bliss? Will there be nothing or will there be another place? I really have no idea what I am inevitably to face. I do carry many beliefs like those of my family and peers Having the same good tastes and uncontrollable fears Then why has my faith diminished to an ignoble degree? Is something in the way of me seeing what I should see?

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Date: 4/30/2017 8:22:00 AM
Hi Andrew: Beautiful poem! It reminds me of my impending heart surgery. I went to places i never did and did things I never did thinking I might not survive the operation. I did and I'm in great health.!
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Andrew Battaglino
Date: 5/10/2017 6:59:00 PM
Thanks Ralph. I'm happy for you. It makes me want to see more of the world. I'm glad you are in great health now.

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