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Sitting next to Father Time, Warm in comfort, Tucked up in memories. I can hear the ragged breath Fading like a sunset, Slow but sure; The unthinkable The inevitable. A gentle hug Of mortality Reminds me That nothing lasts forever.

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Published: Apr 4, 2015
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Tags: #death #father #time #dad #parent #resilience

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