Picture by Josephine Wall

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This is purely a fictitious piece
of writing, although I have seen people
like this in the past and it is such a
sad thing to see.

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I sit along a corridor
Just passing the time of day
These people come to see me
For just awhile they stay

I don't know who they are
But they seem to know me
My life seems so confusing
I'm not the man I used to be

I sit still just like a statue
But no one really seems to care
Blank faces are all around me
Into space is where they stare

I watch the flowers wilting
In the vase next to the door
Once bright colors are now fading
Soon their life will be no more

In God's waiting room I sit
A flight to heaven I await
Outstretched arms will welcome me
When I arrive at heaven's gate

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"We are all angels with only one wing,
we can fly only by embracing each other"