Written for my stepdad upon his death after suffering several years from dementia.
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There is no need to mourn, for he will go to where no thunder quakes, no harsh winds blow. He's going to the light where he will find the ones who wait, the ones who are enshrined within his heart, his kin of long ago. He leaves this earth and leaves the life he chose, proceeding to that tender light that glows in front of him, no more to be confined! There is no need to mourn. A kind and friendly man, he had no foe but one, the fiend that comes one day to show itself, then slowly ravages the mind. But grace has come and though we're left behind, it’s to his sweet revival he will go. . . There is no need to mourn.
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