Be careful about reading health books. You may die of a misprint. - Mark Twain

before my death


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How I arrived there I'm not quite sure through a rabbit hole or through a door was it a fraction of a second or a thousand years a world that lives within my tears? what I saw with my minds' eye were shades of me against the sky I traveled still through realms of blue I touched a dream I had of you in a life that awaits our souls shall remain together as lovers alone in the rain I felt a hope I had never known I saw a light that had never shone and all the doubt and fear within had vanished in the very thin breath before my death



© Deckard
2015-03-02

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