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Can The Dead Really Speak To Us?

Can The Dead Really Speak To Us?

I hear that you married again - is it good for you?
I miss you terribly and everything we used to do,
perhaps I'll pay a visit one day but no touch or see,
but just to be near you again would be wonderful for me.

You wouldn't believe the things I could describe to you,
everyone was wrong, basically none of you had a clue;
of course, my old body is gone but now I have a new one!
Not to be used on Earth, no virus when all is said and done.

I'm not supposed to tell you, I might just be reprimanded,
no worries, because I can't die again, nothing will be ended;
I help people on Earth, not next-of-kin, it's God's decision,
our current agenda, would you believe, to stop Earth's destruction.

So all is not lost, we will meet in the wind and rain,
but only if you wish, for our true love to happen again. 

 

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Gwendoline

Hi Terry, I enjoyed the perspective of this piece. Coming from the person passed was an interesting angle. I really liked the conversational feel to this. It read like a conscious thought simmering in the background of the living persons life. 
A great write 
Gwen x

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Terry Reeves

Hi Gwen,
Thank you so much,
love,
Terry.
xoxo :)

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Being Me

I totally agree with Gwen on this – it IS a unique angle. I love the story and the words are woven beautifully x

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Terry Reeves

Hi Tina,
You are very kind,
thank you so much,
love,
Terry.
xoxo :)

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