I Many Times Thought
by Emily Dickinson
I many times thought peace had come
When peace was far away,
As wrecked men deem they sight the land
When far at sea they stay.
And struggle slacker, but to prove,
As hopelessly as I,
That many the fictitious shores
Before the harbor lie.
In memory of Rachel and Susan, whose peace has come. And for those of us who remain to strive toward the harbour, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with friendships formed and stories shared: Keep calling for the cure, keep carrying on the journey. There is land, there is a harbour to be reached. Together will overcome those fictitious shores.
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