The final prompt is to take a short poem and write its opposite. Seemed right to close out with a nod to Jim Morrison, so I picked one of his poems to cross the finish line with. Thanks to all who followed along and liked my words.

A demon walks
Thru the endless darkness
Thru the field
A child precedes us
A ray of light follows us
And each time we run
They fall

Namaste

 

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