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Apr 2018
The days of our lives.


In life we are at home, in death we are gone.
In sorrow we mourn the death of a loved one.
Without consequence we would not know what is wrong.
Forever we are searching for a place to belong.


As we grow our wings, we venture off into the distance.
A life of memories behind us; a gift from the gifted.


In light we find ourselves surrounded by mystery;
What next on this journey?  What next in this story?
What next to see and who is looking inside?
The tale of our experiences…the days of our lives.


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