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The Afterlife
in my later years
I ponder the afterlife
and part of me yearns
to meet up with loved ones
gone too soon
they are home
and sometimes
when I’m tired of it all
I miss home
I believe in my soul
earth is the place
celestial beings
choose to visit
when they are bored
with being blissfully happy
and need to put
in perspective
their good fortune
warped as it may be
it’s a game for them
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
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