death draws ever
closer
while i remain right where
i’ve always been
and it all becomes
clear
i feel as if i see
all that matters
and the ocean
the ocean remains the same
spent life till now
combing the beaches
now i feel it’s time
to turn my path
to the waves
let the tide
wash me away
make me disappear
i descend from grace
in arms of undertow
i will take my place
in the Great Below
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