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Nov 2019
I am alone, but not lonely.
In solitude, I feel the Other.
Deep inside the desert of self, I am rescued
by that small voice which rises above words.
I give thanks for the blessings bestowed on
me by that which I have lost.
Bill Johnston
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Bill Johnston  75/M/Hutchinson, Ks
(75/M/Hutchinson, Ks)   
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