You had a moment in lifes brief history
when you lived on this planet for all to see
——
then that moment passed away
you may be in heaven or hell
i dont know either way
—–
you may have come back
you may be in spirit to
you may be an animal
or bird which once flew
——-
or ghost haunting people to
but wherever you are
I cant see you
—–
a life that once lived
thats passed away to
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Brett Kristian
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