In the end, I return to Beauty. This is the forest where I walk everyday I can. Thank you all of you. I fought well but now I am weary. Remember I love you. Follow beauty.
Forgive my trespasses. Remember me as one who tried.

Music by Philip Glass, paintings by my eldest son, Soren Dawson.
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Bob Dawson
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