“It is finished.”
Thank God.
All’s quiet,
anxiety subsided;
Life finally makes
sense.
The sun is far gone,
here the cloak unfurled.
Silence–
Stillness–
Kind of peaceful
in a way.
Maybe it was true,
maybe it wasn’t.
Guess is doesn’t
matter anymore.
Now we can all go
back to Babylon.
The dream is
over.
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