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May 2021
In  the beginning
It  was there
Up front
Never seeing it
  on the return
Imagined
Maybe dreamt
It was there
A understatement
Only to revolve  
  with time
Into a mind
with age
   to feel  appreciated
In a new found place
   as death approaches
The end
When the body never  moves
Just the soul
Written by
George A Kary
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