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Dec 2018
I walked the vale of disbelief,
mind-blank and blinded,
time-worn and timid,
lost to the everlasting light
when darkness called.

It stole upon me like a cloud-
mist-melting shadow,
soul-shrouding numbness
gathering my very life
unto itself.

Dispel the fear;
deride the dread.
Release the ever-present thought
of terminal finality.
Live as you would-
know that you will
forever change
and ne’er be still.
Written by
Michael Bryant
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