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On a warm, mid-afternoon

You lay, numb to everything but heat

And then, suddenly, a late spring breeze

Of the sunny, mild May afternoon

Begins to blow

And as you lay, slipping in and out of delirium

The breeze slips through the white lace curtains

And skims your burning visage

You breathe it in, with a small, shuddering breath

And you are suddenly calm

The pain goes away

You are no longer burning

And in that instant

Your eyes flutter and shut like a butterfly's wings

And God takes you home





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