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Jun 2020
As I lay Supine staring out of my window
At the sky
What life was all about

I was wondering if I had enough time
To follow my dream

I wanted to dance
Move freely
Like the wind
Glide across the floor
Like a swan
So elegant
And graceful

To be seen
So supreme

Yet I lay
Sedentary
Bored
At an age of 94
Mmmmmmmm
Written by
Sheila Stafford
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