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in the waning days of my sojourn when the Sun will set quicker than I remember when I'll wish I'd taken advantage of a pain free body and walked a bit longer in those fields of gold searched my dreams for meaning taken a few extra moments to absorb the laughter of my children when they were mere toddlers the mindset falls into one of waiting as we drift off into the natural state of irrelevancy like the favorite stuffed bear that is still loved but has served its purpose watching the world spin by upon a shelf next to a copy of Tom Sawyer I'd give all my remaining days to re-live just one of those fading memories
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Deckard
I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...
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