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Jun 2019
Pain lies with the living and their perception of guilt
Not the dead
For the deceased is free
It is that thought of their sufferance that stops the rope from its short but lethal tug
If non existent time ensues
Happiness returns but remember
Had guilt not played its part
White light would have been the utopian end
Debra in Silence
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Debra in Silence
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