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Wings
March 7, 2011
Death has a way of following me.
He sees me in my most vulnerable moments,
Watches as life finds a way to cut through me.
And Death Watches
While the life
fades
from my being
Closing OUT
both Thoughts and Actions.
And Death Welcomes Me
as I move toward him,
Becoming familiar with this new place.
So I join Death.
And except my new form.
Life
only leaving behind the sound
of its beating wings.
© Nghi L., Phoenix, AZ
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