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May 07, 2007 08:34

Written for the family of a man I knew vaguely for 7 years.

Amidst life is darkness.
Amidst life is pain.
Amidst life is death.

With death are memories.
With memories is love.
With love is life.

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pickledherring May 9 2007, 13:29:43 UTC
I like the coming full circle nature of this poem. ^^

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catrinp May 9 2007, 21:15:22 UTC
Me too.

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