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Deb Hamilton
May 1, 2018
So grateful to have had the chance to meet most beautiful you in this lifetime Max
RIP
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When they which drew from out the boundless deep,
Turns again home
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho from out our borne from time and place,
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my pilot face to face,
When I have crossed the bar
Crossing the Bar, Tennyson
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