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Walter C. Edwards


Withering Vine


Withering vine of life,
sleep now,
fold your leaves,
and rest,
your season soon,
will pass,
but do enjoy the sun,
one more time,
before the darkness,
has come at last.

Submitted: Sunday, January 05, 2014
Edited: Monday, January 06, 2014

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