Universe trolls through parchment of existence
Finding faults, grave errors, here and here
Voyage continues at pulse’s insistence
Fatal mundane passage, no one dares
Except I, matters not what happens,
Death is easy, life scares

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32 thoughts on “Crossing”

  1. Yay! He won! He’s crossing the Finish Line first! 😉 😀
    Beautiful photo!
    The last line of your poem captures it all! So true!
    One day we will all cross the Great Finish Line.
    HUGS!!! 🙂


      1. I am appalled to hear it.
        Sighh …
        But I believe you; dictionaries tend more and more to simply accept common usage as if it’s justifiable.


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