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Reflections
Reflected in the urn of my cousin Wayne Mosley were his friends and family. Wayne had generated this spectacular community that defied the parting that he had done. With his beautiful and devoted daughter Jessi on the left and his lifelong friend & cousin Larry next to her we say goodbye. I spoke, mentioning the lives that continue in the reflection. I mentioned Blake’s song, “He who kisses the joy as it flies lives in eternities’ sunrise.” Then some went up to the urn, put both their hands on it, and kissed the joy that Wayne had shared. Fly away, Wayne, and thank you for making us.
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