Text 19 Nov

with the softness of a rose’s petals, 

ready to wilt off the flower

not ready to dry to a crisp

maintaining strength as the moments

are counted amongst her final

ready to jump into …

hue not receeding,  

path never fading,

inwards she reaches

and onwards she goes


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