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From Beyond The Grave
I get along with
my father now,
better than when he was alive
The walls have dismantled,
the barriers down,
a clear vision to inside
The excuses we made,
a pride that forbade,
here buried in the ground
As our spirits conjoin
to sail on the wind
-each other we have found
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2020)
my father now,
better than when he was alive
The walls have dismantled,
the barriers down,
a clear vision to inside
The excuses we made,
a pride that forbade,
here buried in the ground
As our spirits conjoin
to sail on the wind
-each other we have found
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2020)
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From Beyond The Grave
From Beyond The Grave