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Loved Ones Die
We don't like to speak of death and it's residual effects,
picking off lives as it wishes leaving other loved ones
behind.It is the silent saber poised for one singular act
only.It is important to know that one is not alone.
Although the dark current is strong with time passing
the pain weakens.Life recovers. Life resumes. Life rejuvenates.
Pack your memeories tight in that beautifully shaped box.
A presence still can fly in and around corners of the heart.
Love surrounding as a circle of support from those who have
been there before.Believe in yourself and persevere ever
when we lose our loved ones.
poem
by
William Blackman
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