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Between two dates

  • Rich Buxton
  • Aug 31, 2015
  • 1 min read

Clear air

the night is fresh

the cold

the slowing of pace,

Winter brings us closer,

we lean on

depend upon one another,

Like fire and oxygen

Yesterday the rain stopped-

Eternal blue

Rising above me,

See we are only guests here.

Life is the dash

between two dates

birth - death

 
 
 

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