Tuesday, September 17, 2019


Solitude is a stern task-
master. Let loose morning and hold
this moment only, in its

hard light. Do not hope for more than
a shush of wind, the sound of your
last breath. You are alone when you're

born, and when you die, and now, this
is to remind you how far
you've come, how far you still must go.

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