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Jan 2018
All those who die move in grace.
They move strumming a harp,
in divine orchestration.

All those who die move elegantly.
They resonate with angels,
in grand celebration.

All those who die move reborn
proclaiming  greatness with song
as they fly in peace....

playing harp of light for God and Soul.
Inspired by chat with Joseph JR Kelly  Thank you
Star BG
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Star BG  66/F/New York
(66/F/New York)   
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   Kelly Rose and Grace
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