Die
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Death
Continue now... Unto the end
Where the field of grass
Sways gently with the wind
Beaming light
does sliver your sight
While rays of warmth
grip you tight
Keep you on the path
Keep you on it strong
Walk into...
Walk beyond...
The cover of life is drawn
Posted by Richard Handley at 11:44 PM
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