That first brush with death
shook loose her confident grasp
of all she held dear.
Mortality
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That first brush with death
shook loose her confident grasp
of all she held dear.
Daily Archives: January 7, 2013
Respects
They hadn’t spoken
in a year, but she came home
to wish him goodbye.
At 22
You’re gone, leaving class
mates to learn that last lesson:
life can be too short.
Mike’s death
Liked by all, no one
knows why he veered off the road
toward eternity.
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