Life's Horizon
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Alone with a pine-scented interior knowledge of death
and sorrow to be coming in the not to distant future,
pulling away and writing.
Wondering how to live through it, dying already a little
bit with every thought and image.
No longer frolicking on sands of life's horizon, now
taking steps slowly, watching from a distance, as ocean
waves come ever closer, soon to cover and swallow me.
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