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Harbinger Of Fate


Within secluded realm of tortured mind

As held in perpetuity of thought

An act which once was deemed by some unkind

To salvage of a life no-one had sought

Comes back to haunt when quiet moments reign

Alone within cold solitude of fear

In knowing that said act would bring him pain

Whilst clinging on to life, I held him near

Forgive my stance which may have nurtured hope

In reaching out to bridge his road to life

Couldst I but see how he would ever cope

His one existence filled with years of strife

Sweet 'Blessing' came to nullify attempt

Now 'Day-mares’ plant the seed such dreams pre-empt

Richard Gildea
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