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Sep 2013
Seeing death at the end of life is like
seeing the horizon at the end
of the ocean; a heavenly way to die.

Why run around sprinkling holy water
when there is an ocean inside you.
When you are ready, you will drink it.

Aspire to be the diamond's glint upon the water.
When life's journey is too step, rise above
yourself and float upon your dreams.

Between the shores of pleasure and pain,
see the horizon at the end of the ocean;
it is a healthy way to live.
Written by
Ann Witt
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