In The End

Every beating pulse nurtures

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It won’t matter
A skinny version or otherwise
A few seconds spared me — else
A stamp of a speeding Lexus in my plexus

Blinks — blinked — no cruel fears
My dear — you will never be near
A message loud and clear
A substitute — not any dear

Wept and hope for rain
Sad tunes in my brain
Feeling numb to pain
All thoughts refrain

I need no box
Spare a tree
Put away the axe
When I am free

While air flows in — out
Every beating pulse nurtures
Blend with nature
In the end!