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Reincarnation (Free verse) by Dovina

Apology should always follow death, for having lived and left and slammed the door. It cannot surely end a thing So steady, so secure, so real, but must naturally continue. In heaven, spirits, ghosts, eternity, or reincarnation. A model of truth was she, a noble substitute. She dwelt among us for a time, then died in ancient sorrow. Now warier, conditioned, older, her soul returns, woman or goddess, of ancient Irish renown. Dovina, for me to lean upon.

Dovina 17-Apr-05/9:32 AM
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