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Robert Dennis Thurman

This day we lay the universe to rest:

behind this pair of eyes that lived and died

a mirror-image, faithfully expressed,

reflects a mirror-universe inside

all memories. This day we thank the Lord

for all these shining moments held within

this mind where human memories are stored.

And this shall be the moment they begin

to shatter, to become ten thousand stories

reflecting human life in all its beauty:

each smile, each poem, every sunset's glories,

that call to those remaining of their duty

to see this story speaks and never fails;

to call, recall again ten thousand tales.

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Feb 10, 2011
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For my grandfather, who died 10th February 2011.

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