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firsttofall

She knows he is going.

For days now,

he has slowly leached the hues of the living,

gained the pallor of withdrawal.

He holds fast to her.

Desperate and unable

to shake the frigid, shattering ground that awaits.

 He alone must face the fall.

Grasping, he begins to fade and slip.

With his last he cries out in vain, her name,

 despairing of  their long, cold, sleep apart.

She knows what it is to watch a part of her leave,

and he is not to be kept.

She loosens her purchase in love and lets go.

Dropping, spinning, gaining speed,

 he hits the ground.

Rent from her and life, he curls up to rest.

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