Into The Breach...
Letting go not holding on,
the closing act of life
To make the crossing burden free,
past vestiges of strife
Letting go not holding on,
from years that pile high
The greatest weight the last to leave
that final one—goodbye
(Dreamsleep: March, 2021)
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