He told her that his life
was ending.
She told him that hers
had stopped the day they
met.
Death had been walking
amongst them for years,
but her fears had forever
clouded the truth.
Her Aunt Ruth had cleaned
the door step, so they could
leave the dirt behind,
but that couldn’t
clean their past.
Good stuff.
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One move in the wrong direction, can destroy the whole walk….
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