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Jan 2015
Truly, my biggest fear is
To reach the end and
Beg to take what things I have gained
And beg to take back what things I have done.
My biggest fear is to feel my last
Heartbeat onto a flat drum
To hear what it is to have lost rhythm
To know I have lived without passion.
I fear no end
I fear the getting there.
Fortunately,
That part is within my control,
Sort of.
Sort of.
Sombro
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Sombro
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