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Getting There

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I felt fortunate to arrive here 
with the experience of many trips around our sun

I was missing some pieces though
In this place, I have my collection of the departed
Those I miss dearly

All that they were 
and all they would ever be,
revisited over and over
in the realm of grief

But grief has a better purpose, 
though it takes its' time to reveal itself 
Ambling through my emotions, as it will

Accompanying me on a journey to acceptance
Teaching me to tend to my own heart 
without those who are no longer here

◄ The Fence in Our Back yard

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