One Hundred & Eleven



Chris: The last, airy expulsion of his breath. His open face as the clearing light of the sun shines in his eyes. It is a face of peace, love, a face of true, deep serenity. The eyes joyously open and the corners of his mouth ease into the subtle smile of euphoric wisdom. Thats the way he settles to stillness.
He made it. He lived. He loved. And he died alive

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