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Gravity Of The Moon and Myst

I feel the pull of the
moon pulling upon something
deep within myself...on
a dark,forgotten place

The Myst seems to stifle
my breath ..pressing ever
down upon my chest....

My mind has frayed in the
twilight of these days
where loss multiplies
with each passing moment

I am at an age where
death is an expected guest,
from time to time...guest
rarely stay for weeks or months

So many memories and chances
lost..to make more memories
You blink and someone is gone
haunting you being for eternity

Moon be gentle upon my soul
as the Myst closes me in this
grey moment that last an eternity

by Nick1959
posted on 04/05/2021

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