Circle of life

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The body is aged, its time almost gone. Now of no further use it begin to relinquish its hold.

Now is the spirit’s time, beginning to reassert its self, no longer weighted down by physically.

As gentle as a sunrise, it begins, the transition to a new being. One last single breathe and it is done.

A softness of voice, a lullaby, a warm breast. What shall we name her?

mr mel

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