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A Widow’s Last Day.

Hush! Widow, you are dying now!

All you have achieved and discarded, will in Time

turn to dust that collects around the annals of long

forgotten history books, their lessons not heeded.

 

You are slipping away, the testament of the lengthy chains

that bind you to Humanity’s thought, even those that loved you

with a passion and romance filled spirit for the beige

you sometimes offered between the highs and lows

of what could be seen as a worryingly megalomaniac disposition.

However, like Lear, your time is ending soon