I Write of Love
I write
Of love
Of joy
Of Past times
Of future worlds
Of peace...
But not enough to
Light the way
So others might hear
What I say before
My words turn to dust like me
Scattered into eternal winds
Spreading into infinite galaxies
And never heard
Bear with me friend
Do not mourn my end
For it is yours as well
We here but moments dwell
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