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Passing
We love through the slipping away of life.
Grasping through shadows,
dissolving into memories of
home & family
Phantoms …….
of remembered places and time
washing over into the current of passing years,
The past extending,
time expanding
into the blinding brightness of tomorrow
Last breath>>> released
tastes deep to the tongue…..in tears.
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