DaPoet Personal Log Stardate 1802.08

My heart is like the canary in a coal mine; the first to wither and die.

Like the bird in a cage who sings for a seed or two; only to hear the echo of his own voice.

Because my heart is alive it has no desire to die today or tomorrow; but when the grim reaper puts in his appearance it won’t resist: just make it quick.

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