October 6, 2011
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Death is final.
And fatal.
Life is temporary.
And short.
But only physically.
In spirit we live
a lovers dream.
Without quarrel,
without pain,
without worries,
without stain.
None can harm.
None can fail.
Only happy thoughts
can be thought.
Like a dove that coos
in the brightest ray of light
or a dog laying in the grass
tounge hanging out happy
as can be

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