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Out of the Shadows 17 July 2009
 
This is the life that was. A life of darkness and shadows and only the hint of light for a guide. I mourn the passing of this life, not because I wish to inhabit it again, but because it was real and it was mine and because despair is no less than contentment--just less pleasant.

There will be more lives to come. The sweet, the stirring, the impoverished, the poor. We can only accept them for what they are: visitors at the door, to be greeted all the same.

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