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3d
LEARNING TO BE. . .

been dead a week
before I knew it

thought the world had gone
a bit transparent

people walking through me
like ghosts

only I was the ghost
just couldn't get used to it

bit boring being dead
nothing much to do

except hang around old haunts
and try to remember who

the hell I am
who I used to be

and what

happens now
I mean is there a part 2 or what

or is this it

and when does Heaven arrive
or

does it?

I watch the rain
falling through me

my 3 year old cries
her tears hurt me

I want to cry but
- can't:

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A friend of mine "died' for a couple of minutes and I asked her did she float to the ceiling and look down upon her self or go towards a beautiful bright light at the end of the tunnel only to be turned back? Instead she said she saw herself as her own ghost trying to get used to "this being dead lark" and watching her little girl crying over her. She thought: ".. if this is the afterlife...it *****!" and made a conscious effort to come back and come back she did! Dying wasn't for her! She is at the moment living...happily ever after.
Donall Dempsey
Written by
Donall Dempsey  Guildford
(Guildford)   
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