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758 · Dec 2015
As I take my leave,
J B Dec 2015
I awaken each day while you slumber still,
not hurting,
not laughing
just breathing in, and out.

I pray in your dreams you dance and run.
Unencumbered by the earthly restraint your body insists.

I know what awaits your awakening.

I cry, and pray to be wrong.

One day, you will surprise me, and together, we will run.

We will run...

— The End —