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I Cling to Life

By John I. Blair

I cling to life when death
Surrounds this place
With reminders
That I canít evade.

Why should I heed?
Death will find me
When my time is done
And needs no guide.

I donít try to hide
But go on loving life,
Warming my old bones
Deep in its sweet embrace.

©2014 John I. Blair

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