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Death is in the step of my foot.
The still of my stance.
When I dance it partners with my smile, grasping my soul.
People laugh and holler while Death beckons to me...whispers swim-like in the breeze.
Amidst the visions of life at play, it calls to me.
In the wave of my view, as my brain fades in shape…
I push the days away so that death have no name.
I bathe in the sunlight, never wanting to say goodbye.
Hold your doughy hand in mine, remembering each line.
The blue of the sky casts a stain on my mind.
While death holds my other hand and squeezes tight.
Still here I ache and fear,
Cry and rejoice. In my secret.
In life’s way- it’s sorrow and glory.
Its colors and shapes. Windows and doors.
Imprisoned then free I will go.