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Standing in the foothills of tomorrow eternity my only friend one foot in the future the other in the nether end.
Sunset finds me chilled and lost without my coat. I can see into the future clearly but the present is nipping at my throat.
Everyone I know is gone now they ran toward the light leaving me lost and lonely surrounded by endless night.
Gravel under my feet ripping at my skin I’d like to make it to the fountain of youth and dip my toes right in.
The wind is whipping up my hair and whistling in my ears. If I had a silent tissue I would wipe away my tears.
The sky turning golden and all the birds have taken flight. I really have no choice left but to stand and face the night.I do not know what awaits me but it will not be good I am sure. Freezing, tired and lonely on eternity’s shore.
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