[MD] Taking off the glasses?

[MarshaV]

In the middle of meaning a wave swept through to smooth away the hard edges of your fear.  You are dying.  Words fail to impress the future.  Dreams fade.  You knew this day would come, with its silence, it's loneliness.  Who have you been all these years?  And what is dying?  Now go.  Go breathe the fields of wild flowers.  Hear the bird songs.  Watch the clouds come and go.  At last learn the joy of Loving.  Snowflakes will fall soon
 
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