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Sep 2014
Last breaths taken away from them
The end to a journey of knowledge
The final stitching to a dresses hem
The first step to the worlds edge

Clouds are fewer
Rains are fonder
Pastors are newer
And yet I begin to wander

Beep-beep beep-beep
A light flashes repeatedly
Annoying me out of my sleep
I get up eventually

My head aches for silence
It pounds for caffeine
My body readies to balance
As my feet hit the ground in routine

I stretch and close my eyes
Whipping away these flakes of sand
As my head screams out, its cries
My legs refuse to listen to my command

One by one they move forward
They begin to trudge lazily
My mind thinking backward
Thinking about the times that were so giddy

- E.A.F
Elizabeth Fruin
Written by
Elizabeth Fruin  23/F/Durham
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