Unknowns

It comes across like a quandary

The day will come when I’ll die

Life will go on without my echoes

Briefly, I’ll be there, in-between

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Of where I’m going and leaving

Idling watching life’s continuum

All my happiness ever changed

As my pain and worry, dissipates

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People left behind still struggling

I can almost hear broken whispers

Pleading thoughts of their minds

Yet I believe that I’ll- sense them

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Letting anyone go won’t be easy

All good intentions… precluded

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Poet of the Light © 2022

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