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Life's End

Like a windmill turns so does my life,
slowly becoming dust in the winds.
Time has placed me in this strife,
and now I must pay for Adam’s sins.

I’ve had my days in the sun.
Days of love, joy and fun.
I cry not for eternal life,
just a few more days with
my loving wife.

Then I shall meet the hooded
phantom head on and from
this world forever be gone.

Jackie R. Kays

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