in my dying comes life
grieve not for my loss
but for your staying
i may have found peace
not granted in your living
unworthy am i,
to die, i live.
to live, i die
*** this is part of an original poem i wrote 14 years ago, although very different from its original title, i used "mea culpa" to indicate where i see my feeligs headed towards . . . _huggin_ ***
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