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Inevitable

Death, the inevitable a path we follow stepped out in paces intervals by chance no escape, the icy tendrils. In its wake, swallowed by the vortex enveloped in grief mired to a past. Time brings salvation, it's healing rays thaws the heart from shallow grave.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 6/30/2017 9:17:00 PM
Yes it does, Mark. You might like to read my poem,"Life is for the Living" It might cheer you up a little my friend:)
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Mark Hughes
Date: 7/1/2017 5:03:00 AM
You know I will Daniel, Thanks so much! I am in awe of your work, inspired as well!

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