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Away

Away

and one day

as expected

as arguably accepted

we, too, shall

lie lone

and helpless

in the abyss

our skeletal selves

no longer ripe

or wrought with reason

our soul

at lift

no longer weighted

by our shells

or the longings

of our heart

our path

converged

“in a yellow wood”

we will

away …

TL

Published inTamiko Lowery