Death's Rhythm
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Be-bopping down avenues of joy untold.
Reaching for melodies just out of sight.
Lively jumping to beats, counting out
measures of rhythm, tapping feet on
precedent-setting happiness.
Bouncing on our way to distant lands
of opportunity and surprise, creating
our own existences of beautiful music
until we die on horizons of death's
rhythm.
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