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Broken Heart

An old man's total devotion

and soul-mate after

67 years of marriage

passes away like

scattered sand,

a black smoked fire.

 

In 3 days time, with

such grief and in

desolate spirits,

he too, ashes away,

like a zapped moth

drawn to the light.

 

Literally died

from a

thumping,

no longer

pumping.

What's the point?

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White-Raven
47 / M / The Land Down Under
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