| Closure, Back in Paris | |||||||||
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| . . . Closure? Yes: the wall sort of said "Joan you have no stone sepulchre and no hero's tomb, your sepulchre is in living hearts." I checked my heart and saw it was so. But I did not know how true this was until I returned to, walked into, and looked up in the Sacre Couer in Paris. | |||||||||
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| Why not? It has something to do with writing chiseled into a wall at the Vieux Marche, where Joan met her Maker. Don't get me wrong, the thought does not make me happy, but I have closure. . . . | |||||||||
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