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    The Sorrow Stone: A Journey Through Loss, Grief, and Healing
    The Sorrow Stone: A Journey Through Loss, Grief, and Healing
    The Sorrow Stone: A Journey Through Loss, Grief, and Healing
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    The Sorrow Stone: A Journey Through Loss, Grief, and Healing

    By D.D. Roebke

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    "The Sorrow Stone" By me, David D. Roebke, is a collection of original poems based on grief, loss and hope. My goal in writing this book is to help fellow Griefwalkers find a path to healing through understanding. Each poem is like a snapshot of a month, week, hour or minute I experienced walking this lonely road. Join me for a while.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBookBaby
    Release dateApr 27, 2013
    ISBN9781626755840
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      It seems Mr. D.D.R. was writing for his own enjoyment, but as much as he may be impressed with his creations he has published a book of poems inappropriate for others walking the path of grief.

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