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Thoughts On a life...
As fates previously
cast into the wind
return and roost as
vultures over a fresh kill,
lost moments in time, rise up
and demand an accounting.
Life, like some mad clerk or
timekeeper
rearranges....
each moment counted,
brought forward from dark
forgotten corners of my
mind.
From this place I see
the horizon where the
end begins,
the place where each
succeeding moment becomes
more precious than the last,
right here...where the blink of an
eye rearranges reality and the
scent of my fear validates my
existence
From this place,my life shall be
cast upon the memory of the
universe...
from here I gather myself and go
into the twilight of my existence
girded with God`s Armour and
His promise of life...
strengthened and shielded
against dark pasts and unknown
futures,
into the sunset of my life
from here...right here.
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