.
Each wanted another breath
to hear a morning bird hail them
turn back covers and sit up
and peruse things owned.
.
Each one, aged or new,
as confused death descended
and the last birth pain out
of this bright and warm womb
fades to the unfeeling unseeing,
will wish for one more breath.
.
Each one thought it unfair,
the plan was a heavy calendar
a trip, a project to complete,
new doings which will remain
unfinished now.
.
Lafy A
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sadly, it's already gone up
sadly, it's already gone up since you wrote this
Beneath The Statistic
Hope - a cure, a vaccine. Good news: people are recovering ~S~