the sun will set
the sun will rise
regardless
counting numbered days
reaching our end unarmed
we will once again be naked
upon the doorstep of departure
stripped down like children
no longer innocent
nowhere to hide
the words held back
fears of your story unread
stand unrequited
your fingertips shed
life’s path has been marked
the sun will set
the sun will rise
regardless
Read more of prikcab (Ian Perlman) at http://www.lookinginyourwindow.com
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Wow, what a stunning, stunning write!
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Thank you so much
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So true! Beautiful piece.
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Thank you
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This piece reminds me of the “Snrise Sunset” song from “Fiddler On The Roof”. Swiftly flow the days…
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