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It matters not, now, this frantic din Or what could be false, or true For when I go, Heaven will let me in Because I was loved by you

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 3/15/2022 10:57:00 AM
Such wisdom in brevity, Michelle. Your words are impactful with a punch of the profound! Congratulations on your win my friend!
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Date: 3/12/2022 7:05:00 AM
Congratulations on your win. A beautiful write/rose picture. Few words with much said. Have a blessed day writing away.......................
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Date: 3/12/2022 3:41:00 AM
Congrats! Thanks for sharing this. God bless you.
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Date: 5/2/2020 12:53:00 PM
Really deep love poem. How do we ever know what is false or true? And isn't so much of life a frantic din? (Well, maybe not so much during quarantine...) Enjoyed this.
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Michelle Faulkner
Date: 5/2/2020 7:06:00 PM
Thank you - I was only twenty or twenty-one when I first wrote this - kind of hard to believe how much time has passed!
Date: 3/7/2018 10:45:00 PM
A humbling tribute to whomever the "you'" is in this epitaph. Well-done, Michelle! :) gw
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Michelle Faulkner
Date: 3/8/2018 9:58:00 AM
So appreciate your kind words, as always!

Book: Shattered Sighs