Farewell to Fantasy

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I am weakened by the wait. A wanton wish for you to write. To wrap my hope with words you once whispered – but that is not my fate. The future is warped by risks we abandoned. I cannot be rescued by lies left in the refuse. My body is unforgiving, a cancer calling our bluff. So send me one last good-bye. Parting with poetry, a eulogy to our past.  

©01/27/2020

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