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Jun 2020
As I listened to his shuddering breath
I wondered
“Would he go in the dark of the night,
Or the light of the day?”
As the pause between each breath
grew larger than the last,
I felt my heart sink
down
down
down
It’s hard to watch someone be at the mercy of death
Written by
Aspen  Genderqueer
(Genderqueer)   
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