As you sit and hear the words I sent,
I'm watching from above,
the tears you shed upon your cheeks
are from a feeling that's called Love.
As long as this is true my Friends
I'll Honor every one,
and take them with me where I go,
until their purpose has been done.
But cry not for me if it's from hurt
I beg of you my Friends,
for though I've dropped my Spirit's shell,
this is Truly not the end.
For I go on in a different realm,
where I am so free at last,
from fighting, taxes, greed or fear,
all things like those are past.
My Spirit, now it soars so free
from place to place at will,
I have the freedom of movement now,
no boundaries to keep me still.
So cry for me if it's from Love,
it will help you ease your pain,
for those tears you shed will free your Souls,
and make you strong; until we meet again.
May 13, 1997, 1:10am -- Written by Brian-W-W -- from Doug.
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My Friend Doug passed away in May of 1997 -- I was asleep, when suddenly I found myself awake and writing down these words. I Believe Doug wrote these words through me.
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this is truly beautiful, a great dedication. thanks for entering


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This is beautiful and touching. So intense but in a good way. WOW... I really enjoyed reading this.



