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Grief of an Atheist

January 10, 2010
By Amy A SILVER, Preston, Kent, Other
Amy A SILVER, Preston, Kent, Other
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Don’t tell me about grief
If you can believe
That his soul stays alive
In a place of your fantasy
Don’t mock my mourning
By claiming yours to be
equal in sadness
and as crushing in gravity.
Don’t say you understand
when I cannot breath
As the weight of his last breath
Collapses me to the ground.
Don’t pledge your hope
or reward me with pity
For I know there is nothing
He is gone.
Don’t tell me about grief
If you can believe
That he will live again
In a place of your fantasy


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on Feb. 24 2011 at 7:15 pm
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What things there are to write, if only one could write them! My mind is full of gleaming thought; gay moods and mysterious, moth-like meditations hover in my imagination, fanning their painted wings. But always the rarest, those streaked with azure and the deepest crimson, flutter away beyond my reach. ~Logan Pearsall Smith

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