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Apr 2015
I consoled a friend as they buried his
An old man who had lived good life
It was difficult nonetheless
Four days from heaven
Three steps from hell
He never broke his gaze

I've been told
We are all okay until we're not
A smile that fades
A tear that falls
To feed the broken soil

It's hard to know
This is how we all will end
Broken back down
Eaten all up
To live for another
To build for another
To comfort a friend as they bury his
Zac Sandri
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Zac Sandri  Wheaton, IL
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