The end of beginning is where it starts
A tale so familiar shrinks life down to parts
A blanket invites, to take a snooze
The furniture of this world is built with booze
The sideway walkers, just so, on their side
The shakes pre-needle are post ‘losing pride’
6, untitled, dumped, and neglected by all
Go low, and the beauty of nature will always stand tall
The last 20 seconds have something to say
A knowing that it never has to end this way
I am greeted by a warm, healthy, friendly smile
In silence, a memory of when I too walked this mile
Thank you for sharing your amazing work! – Anon
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