An End

An end is the dying 
breath hopeful for the next
chance to live
hopeful for a new beginning
scribbled on paper
but no words to be read
and her end is the 
dark notebook on the 
dark shelf from the 
dark ink that emptied itself
no more not able to 
write the end.

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