An acquaintance died this week. A private, lonely man with few friends, no known family. He shared wisdom, but couldn’t live the words. He shared kindness, but didn’t love himself. He exited this place by harsh means. No key to his heart, mind nor the lock into his home. His life seemed to reflect this image of his front door. RIP John
locked out…

Very sad. His life may have been annonymous but he was recognised by you, and others through you. RIP blessings
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Thank you
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Sit tibi terra levis …
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Yes, lessons to be learned and I see the light. Thank you
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So sad. Locked in, and locked out. 😦
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Thank you for verbalizing that. Poignant.
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I think of the words, the last will be first. Thanks for sharing your compassion, much needed in this world.
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Sad.
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