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I'm Going ...

To choose, a ....

new love.

That only I, will know, and see.

I'll keep her.... hidden, deep inside,

Her name, scribed, upon ....a page, within my heart.

Where, only I, will read, or utter it.

A somber wish.

Of make believe, and majik.

For I hear a keening, 

on the wind.....

But I'm not, yet.... dead.

Or am I ?

I'm sharing, 

an old man's, dreams....

That have passed us, both by.

Unopened.

Unrealised.

Unfulfilled, like something...... unborn.

And now.

I'll be, taking them

to my grave.

Giajl © Jim Love