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Oct 2013
Weep not, there is no end in death,
I need not blood nor mortal breath,
my clothes, no longer flesh and skin,
I have increased, I now begin.

I live forever, I pity thee,
your eyes are closed, you can not see,
you cry and weep, but I weep for you,
I walk this path, my journey new.

When you come, I will hold you tight
and show you things, in opened sight.
My friend, we part, to meet again,
forget me not, I wait till then.
Les Nibbs
Written by
Les Nibbs  Launceston
(Launceston)   
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