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Mar 2019
I lay here solitarily
my energy sapped from
lesions of my life
everything is useless
the only thing
left is the light
of the candle
burning in my heart
swaying dimmer
each night
as I lay
expectantly
in wait
of her
final
call
Khoisan
Written by
Khoisan  M/South Africa
(M/South Africa)   
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