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Aug 2013
If I must leave this Earth before you
please do not shed a tear.

Do not fill your life with sadness
and endless fear.

But live on in peace doing things the same
with a brave small upon your face,

Fill your waking hours in good ways.
Remember that I am in a wonderful new place.

I fought the good fight up until the very end,
I was a servant,  a mother, and a dear friend.
Karen Wine
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   Winter Silk
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