Winded in the shallow breathing,
awaiting closure the last note in life's melody will bring,
Wondering whether it will hold a sustained resonance,
unchecked by the reflexive shadow thought
of a possible time signature ascribing a curt ending.
Regardless
Departing privately with an assurance
that a soul's thirst is scantly quenched,
rings in the abyss.
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