they say a light grows stronger
in the darkness
as we move forward to whatever
who will meet me
when I cross over?
who will extend a hand
to me in my pitiful rage?
I'll know soon enough
for those in the earth
whose time is now
there's nothing anyone can tell you
we all find out in our own time
you have yours...I've had mine...
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