The petals fall with the final note,
the dance ends with the last twirl.
Life IS,around us,
bigger than anything we could ever imagine.
We’re all dying.
That’s cold,I know.
And perhaps you may pity me for bringing up that fact.
But that’s what drives me towards the finish line.
A new year,
A fresh start?
All I see now is the race track before me.
the trigger’s ready ;the whistle is about to be blown.
I see where I am now…
I raise my head and see where I’m meant to be.
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