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Mar 2015
Asphalt
Perhaps
In a single motion
He fell
Wind in his hair
The sky brightening
His eyes closed
Listening to the music of a faraway land
Slight smile on his face
If only he was sleeping.
#metaphor #death #dark #imagery #reflective #unraveling
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