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You mind your steps
   after you've stumbled.
You miss your home
   after you’ve left it.
You value your health
   after you’ve been sick.

But you can’t enjoy life
   after you died.
carpe diem
 Jan 2020 jbirdjewel
gecko girl
where
was I

when you drifted
away?

you’ve slipped
so far west

your sun rises

when I see only
midnight.

I would weep
if I weren’t
so weary.

— The End —