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I love the poetry of James Dillet Freeman. He passed from here a few years ago, after spending his whole adult lifetime working for Unity, the New Thought faith founded by Myrtle and Charles Fillmore. Unity started from a prayer group in their parlor just over a hundred years ago, which grew to become a worldwide ministry. This is a poem he wrote about the death of a beloved friend. | ||
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