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Wednesday, April 22

Poem

There is no light. There is no sky. There is no blackness to this night.
There is no pain. There is no fear. There is no way to gain.



There is no sound. There is no eye. There is no heart to beat.
There is no life. There is no lie. There is no rain sheet.



There is no song. There is no joy. There is no word of prayer.
There is no path. There is no road. There is no way to get me there.



There is no sunset. There is no cloud. There is no snow nor hail.
There is no suit. There is no dress. There is no sparkly white veil.



There is no rose. There is no sun. There is no moon to shine.
There is no book. There is no word. There is no words nor rhyme.



There is no happy ending. There is no peaceful goodbye.
There is no fairy tale. There is no perfect guy.



There are no words to end this poem. There are no words left to say.
There are no phrases left to tell. I'll end this right here.

Ash Tushman