we had a nice run didn’t we
I’m tired & want to lie down
will you lie down with me
and not say a word
the pace of life must slow
if I am able to go on
it’s not a matter of oxygen
but of imagination
the power to continue
remains out of my control
it used to be easy
to believe in immortality
but tonight the world
proves otherwise
february two thousand twenty-three
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