Act Three - Guy Kettelhack - Poetry & Ephemera
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Nothing
A day does not go by
I don’t remember I will die.
Each moment seems to dare me.
Nothing can prepare me.
And nothing is what I would know.
Before I go.
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