sunset
faces of friend and foe
come and go
but i must live on
using my own eyes
to scan the universe
and examine my soul
i hear of things
both good and bad
from those i think i know
but i am not to judge
what is not mine
for i must deal
with eternity
on my own terms
i imagine what happens
in three dimensions
will take on new meaning
once riding my pale horse
off into the sunset
september two thousand twelve
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