Beyond What All Can See
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Ongoing5m
Last published Sat, Dec 16, 2017
And in my final moments,
I saw through another's sight.
As my body started to bent,
I let go the will to fight,
And finally laid rest to life's torments.
What did I see?
Two kind faces.
Who they were was beyond what all can see.
All that mattered is that I am happy.
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