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Al I know you are hurting but you will heal enough to realize that it is not now nor never will be " really gone"--that my friend is the miracle and wonder of true Love
"I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white
sails in the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an
object of beauty and strength and I stand and watch her until at length
she is only a ribbon of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to
mingle with each other. Then someone at my side says, "There! She is
gone!' "Gone where? Gone from my sight---that is all. She is just as
large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side, and
just as able to bear her load of living freight to the place of her
destination. Her diminished size is in me, not in her and just at the
moment when someone at my side says, "There! She is gone!" there are
other voices ready to take up the glad shout, "There! She comes!" And
that is dying. --
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