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Passing On
Glistening
the dew shines upon your skin
threatening
to disturb everlasting bliss
all things shall pass, like the 'morrow
cling not to the strife,
nor the sorrow
Hiding
these feelings from your kin
bleeding
converge upon deaths kiss
nigh, the fleeting pass of life
your heart i wish to borrow
Copyright ©
Jacob Frey
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