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These Dry Bones

These dry bones here, tell me, what do you see? Do you see.. A life of finite possibilities book-ended by death? Or a life of infinite probabilities now permitted by death. Do you see... A person who was deprived of love in life? Or a person who filled others with love in life. Do you see.... A frame cursed with despair and nightmares? Or a frame on which hung hopes and dreams. Do you see..... A soul that waited in the dull darkness before hell's door? Or a soul that blinked at the bright light before heaven's gate. These dry bones here, tell me, what will yours show?

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