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When someone dies, they are never truly gone |
| In the small, quiet, stillness of the night, I sense you. I feel you. I hear you. In the echos of my life. Resonating across the years with a richness and a depth that is uniquely "You." Never lost, never gone. Always present. I have only to open the eyes of my heart and there you are. Through the hardships, through the laughter, through the disappointments, through the joy, Always present. Holding back the cold darkness. Bringing forth the warmth and light. Forever echoing...... Through all of the moments of my life. |