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Post by George on Sept 12, 2010 21:07:25 GMT -5
I noticed someone following me down the sidewalk at a distance. I turned. "Excuse me, who are you and why are you following me?"
"I'm the old you," he responded.
"ME?"
"No, the old you . . . before Christ."
"But you're dead," I said with confidence.
"I know," he said.
"Then why are you following me?"
He smiled. "Because sometimes you forget I'm dead." ~ George Parler
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