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~beyond This~

Beyond the pale green of blades now spent,
Within the memory of what was
I ask, 'What will be? '

My eyes see just far enough to blur any hope.
Thinking back when days didn't matter
and time ran with me,
I smile, knowing the essence of everything was new and good.

Now thoughts circle around the next day's passing,

Dragging me into another like a broken wheel
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