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Five-Day Passage

It was a time when no plan was the only plan a time of weakness filled with strength a time of mourning ricocheted by laughter time stretched endless each moment with purpose a period of waiting each action counted loss and death or life and healing parting greeting the shut eye of time opens in a pierce of blue as eternity awakens

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