I dwindle
From heights beyond your reach
Tumbling, faltering, wavering….
My resolve weakening with every step
Time slipping out of my grip
Like sand out of the gaps between your fingers
My weight bending my knees…..
I reach upwards with an arm weakened by its own strength
My knees give in; my weight lies heavy on my chest…..
The God lay dead as time moved on…..
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