Goodbye, For NowA Poem by tim.reedProse Poetry
In that last moment, when frailty begets clarity, what is truth becomes true for the first time and only. Senses fail, and the flesh betrays, but the heart of all things beats. We dance in the futile, grasping to the real, longing for all the shimmers.
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