Visual Prose
June 7, 2019 Carl Garrard
It must have felt something like this at the end, knowing it was near. Vulnerable and exposed, no safe harbor, no arms to save you.
Alone and so fragile. Standing brave, consumed with fear, loved ones near yet so far away.
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| Today, 72 years has passed, you came but it didn't last. 59 years went so fast and I'll never forget. Happy Birthday. |
- with love,
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