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In loving memory of my big brother, David.
"It is time that beats in the breast, and it is time That batters against the mind, silent and proud, The mind that knows it is destroyed by time. Time is a horse that runs in the heart , a horse without a rider on a road at night. The mind sits listening and hears it pass." -Wallace Stevens |
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Musical dedication playing Please Don't Bury Me |
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