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Mine Last Sunset
The sun retreats as I pack mine bag for an eternal stay in the nearby woodlands.
I have pondered the decision, attempting to find reasoning to stay within the realm of the living, yet I have found only nothingness within.
I await the light’s fading to make mine move and in this time, I say mine goodbyes to the home where I have laid mine head.
I give sorrowful glimpses upon the belongings which have held me here, in this pain filled place, so dim of joy and as I do so, a tear swells within mine eye.
A tear of sadness or one of relief,
I am cannot be certain yet, I feel absolution will soon be close at hand.
The sunlight...