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May 14
Woke up dead…. and you’re in a bind
Your memories, no longer able to find
In their making, your lifetime spent
You woke up dead…. and don’t know where they went

Here you arrived, but from where?
Where are your memories from there?
You nor I, we don’t know
But once again, looks like it's time to go

Origin or destination, you don’t know
But to Heaven!  You’re sure you’ll go
He’ll make a place for you
Past the clouds and beyond the blue

Scores of years and it’s never enough
Your turn at life about to be abridged
Wrought with limits and now defined
By a mind once sublime
Ferried ‘bout by a body in decline

You’re almost there
Where life is beyond repair
Using the promise of the everlasting
To cushion your despair

Whilst laboring to forget
Most of your lifetime spent
Evincing the arrogance of man
Erle B Browne
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Erle B Browne  60/M/Rock Springs, WY
(60/M/Rock Springs, WY)   
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