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As Fields Become Barren
What has become of me? Like a madman laughing in the rain, wandering through fields of barley, where ghosts whisper my name. Hesitantly venturing forward, reluctant to turn back, loved ones desperately hold my hand. Time is no longer a friend of mine. I'm aware this path shall be my last, but I'm smiling - satisfied, knowing the pain will end. Reminiscing seasons gone by, memories are like rose petals, softening each step - my mind is at peace knowing thorns can't cut me any more. Images flash by my first kiss, my last tear, words spoken, words lost in silence, and how the wind danced at sunset illuminating golden crops. Birds sing songs of goodbye, tomorrow there will be no sunrise. My heart will never again harvest upon nature's rewards. Scarecrows watch over barren fields, suffocated by absent hands. As each breath becomes shorter, my soul prepares to depart. But I'm lost in thought, wondering: Will it be celestial lullabies, or dancing with the devil? Simple Musings Silent One 2 January 2018
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