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Come close and bid me farewell; touch my eyes with smiling lips.
Let the children grasp my hands with soft and rosy fingers;
Let the ages place their veined hands upon my head and bless me;
Let the virgins come close and see the shadow of God in my eyes, And hear the echo of His will racing with my breath.
- Kahlil Gibran

Memories from Curacao

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Obituaries from Curacao

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