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Jan 2021
Death came quickly
Taking a life that went by so slow
I was buried right near my late grandmother
In a cemetery where roses grow

I crossed over to The After World
There was much that I had left to understand
A woman wearing glasses with jet black hair
Showed me the nature of forgiveness and acceptance
She was my guide in this strange land

I had taken my life so abruptly
Now I stood in the awareness of this
In The After World I learnt the true meaning of life
I learnt that it was always a gift

When I had finally understood love
When I loved myself unconditionally
My guide opened a door to a garden
Where everyone was waiting for me
life after death
beckie d and the poetry
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beckie d and the poetry  31/F/Australia
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