Death Found The Cloud’s


Throw a penny into the well,
only to be thrown back up
the well.
Life has other plans
for the future
so please don’t mess it up
by wanting more.

Wishes can stretch so far,
a mile is far enough,
but a yard now you’ve gone too far.

Strictly forbidden as all things beyond death are,
though I know life lives far beyond our common boundaries.
Beyond what we call life and death.
The clouds have no idea,
that souls pass their border’s everyday.

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