Hope Of An After-Life.
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Open your eyes.
Open your heart.
It is winter but it is like spring.
The first green is sprouting.
The first flowers are budding.
The fresh colors of the season
are bursting forth from the earth.
Winter seemed like death.
But in the spring life resurrects.
Nothing ends with the death.
There is always an after-life.
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