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Thanks @owasco! Seven years of your own son slowly dying - that is above and beyond.
So I summon whatever is Above and Beyond, I call on God or whoever may hear, whoever or whatever may unite us in spirit. (Surely that is not just a cliche, right?
No, I don't imagine the Wands of Horus will accelerate the healing, but hey, it may affect us the same way as belief in God or the gods, right? To focus on all that is good, to hope there is more than the eye can see, to believe we are a part of something greater.
I try to believe what Whitman said: To die is different from what anyone supposed, and luckier.
RE: On and On, a freewrite poem