Mark Helperin – silent crossing of a meadow

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« Perhaps passing through the gates of death is like passing quietly through the gate in a pasture fence. On the other side, you keep walking, without the need to look back. No shock, no drama, just lifting of a plank or two in a simple wooden gate in a clearing. Neither pain, nor floods of light, not great voices, but just the silent crossing of a meadow. » ~Mark Helperin

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