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splash</a></figcaption></figure><p id="7b98">Can we ever really know when the last time we do something will be? the last time we will see something so beautiful it makes us want to cry? the last time we get so lost in something we forget everything else in the world?</p><p id="37a2">I want to know</p><p id="6061">If I knew it was a last moment I could have told her Not to be

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afraid and that she was so loved And that everything would be okay A lie so pure and gut-wrenching I get lost imagining saying it</p><p id="6455">I want to know</p><p id="2a48">The last words I say to everyone The last moments I spend in my favorite places The last time I see a person The last time I think a thought</p><p id="3033">Is it too much to ask?</p></article></body>

Lost

A poem for a grieved soul

Photo by C.Valdez on Unsplash

Can we ever really know when the last time we do something will be? the last time we will see something so beautiful it makes us want to cry? the last time we get so lost in something we forget everything else in the world?

I want to know

If I knew it was a last moment I could have told her Not to be afraid and that she was so loved And that everything would be okay A lie so pure and gut-wrenching I get lost imagining saying it

I want to know

The last words I say to everyone The last moments I spend in my favorite places The last time I see a person The last time I think a thought

Is it too much to ask?

Poetry
Loss
Grief
Philosophy
Mind
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