Into oblivion the dust has disappeared – from the mass graves of native peoples to the concentration camps of millions slain to the coveted land of freedom where innocence lost. Into oblivion the dust has disappeared – but not from our hearts, not from our tears; still there their souls live their love shines. For as they were crushed we are formed; as they were obliterated we are born; as we remember we are adorned.
I really like this one…God bless you!
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