crossmen
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In the end there is a beginning and we wander into our own loneliness as we regard an universe so vast and incomprehensible to us. If there is only "here and now" then those who crossed our path are here and now in our hearts and souls. We still can see them, hear them, and love them. If there is a forever where we may meet again, then we are really never apart in the long run. Either way we are a collective manifestation of all who entered our lives and made home in our hearts. Those who pass on become the very essence of the strength of the bones of the Crossman.
