During each of these days–

This brings me to a point in my life where I ask a question, “Why is it when I say what is the problem, I am told that my reason is justified and that I don’t understand the situation. The situation is mine I think and after all this time of living I should hope that I know what my situation is. But, there is a difference.

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Thoughts That Lead to Thoughts, That Lead to My Twilight

Death, the end to all this thought, comes when it wishes. There is no preset date or hour, nor is there a preset script

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Dear Rhoda,

To you Rhoda I bid good bye–

To you I will remember the smile on your face–

The shine in your hair–

The quickness of wit in your mind–

Your hands with your rings and the bracelet–

B’ Shalom dear Rhoda! Peace to you!

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