Dread-Far Spun-Reality
T Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
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Day will come
it is coming.
When I must
leave one morning. Poignantly.
Forever.
You shall never see
your face again never
mirrored I image see.
Nor I spy thee.
In reality.
I shall be dead
as life in a place
apart. Far distant.
Forever for thee.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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