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Where No Memories Fade
Every living thing at the end of their days
goes forward into the light
to meet our Lord and Saviour
there to rest forever in the heaven’s paradise.
To feel no suffering
we feel in our mortal coil,
resting forever in the sunset
where no memories fade.
19 July 2008
poem
by
David Harris
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