Silent Symphony - Oct 21, 2023

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Lights are shut
Curtains raised
A flash of life
In a moments gaze.

All alone
In this chair
I watch the play
With an aching heart
But my tears
Heal the broken parts
As slowly everything
Passes me by
But than a friend
Pale as the moon
Dressed in dark
As the nights gloom
It whispers

"Shall we?"

Not yet
I argue-
It is almost done
Can I stay
Just to see
The rising sun?

"Time is short
It waits for none."

Than do me a favor
And take me slowly
Just so I can see
At least the end
Of my story.

Embracing death
Is not giving up
It is realizing that
You have done enough
And now is the time
To rest.

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