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Jul 2018
As I walk Thru the valley of shadow of death, I will fear no evil. I will keep my head high, and look for brighter days for thou art with me.

I once had a conversation with a figure when I thought I was sleep. The conversation was of the contents of life and the there after. He ask me to walk with him, and the comfort I felt was like talking to my closes friend. I could not see his face nor could I remember his voice. He knew everything about me and what transpired in my life. I asked so many question I always wanted to know. He began to answer as he ushered to me a certain way. We continue to walk as time seemed to stand still. I began to wonder who he truly was. How does he know all this? Where was he leading me? I began to get nervous and asked could turn back. He began to explain  and expressed the life I knew was gone. I tried to turn but he blocked my way. He held out his hand and said it time, don't be afraid come with me. I placed my hand into his, hoping id awake soon. He stated this was no dream as if he was reading my mind. His hand was ice cold. My body felt light as air. I wanted to scream. But I felt no breathe left in me. He pulled me close.....And as he stated the life I knew had ended.

Such a beautiful death.
Ragde Nella
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