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  • When The Ocean Waves Called Out To Me
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    We mourn not the passing of a life well lived, we celebrate. We count the times our souls smiled together, reached out so invisibly yet tangibly and touched. Death is only the end of a chapter, my friend. But a life not well lived, one left with wishes unfulfilled, is one which reaches to me. We live in a world, where...