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The Sun Rises, The Curtain Falls by Tom GossOver the Earth I run
Getting nowhere under a lemony sun
I'm walking through the fields as one
For I am the last of my kind
Hands holding up a brightening sky
Older and older I become
Knowing imagination can't heal this one
I wonder how it feels to be done 10/14/2016 Author's Note:
Posted on 10/14/2016 Copyright © 2026 Tom Goss
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