In our final days, rereading what we’ve written through
memory; reliving – mentally – many experiences.
Final days, resting, weary from our long journey;
searching for a shady spot alongside an ocean’s beauty.
Lying down serenely, putting our finished books aside,
we dream, disappearing from our earthly life forever.

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